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I saw Aprayers being maEde with Aplastic Erosaries A Carpets laEid, no Athought for Efurniture...
EAll the dogs are F#mlying down AAll the dogs are lying...
EAll the dogs are F#mlying down AAll the dogs are lying...
EAs I crept wayward B7cracking bones F#mThe steeple rose, the Away unknown.
EThe steeple jarred I B7set me down And F#mlistened to the furnished ground.
E B7 F#m A x2
E"She saith soft things," said B7one who lay - F#mI turned to see the Aone turn grey!
EAn ash-burnt brim with B7naught he wept F#mBut to the ground my ear had bent.
E B7 F#m A x2
"ESay softer things than B7e'er," saith I The F#mwhile my horse had run a mile
EAnd lying in the B7black I wept - F#mFor ne'er a lad so wayward crept.
E B7 F#m A x2
EListening hard I B7felt too young - F#mThe waywards talk with older tongues...
E B7 F#m A E Bm A E x4
ESCREWS ON! SCREWS UP!
BmLEFT DOWN! LIP OUT!
ABurned by day! Marooned by night!
ELost in a battle and found in a fight ECreep off ash-stained
BmJump off, six lanes AOne left and one gone!
ENone left and I'm gone! I'm Bmgone! I'm Agone! I'm Egone!
E Bm A E x2
I saw Aprayers being maEde with Aplastic Erosaries A Carpets laEid, no Athought for Efurniture...
EAll the dogs are F#mlying down AAll the dogs are lying...
EAll the dogs are F#mlying down AAll the dogs are lying... E