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I was^G born with this ^Amstory, it's ^Emolder than^C I And ^Gyet you when you h^Amear it yo^Emu'll know in the ^Csky In th^Ge wind of your k^Amnowledge, In the^Em cut of your ^Cjib That the f^Gibre of win^Amd is as ^Emnew from my l^Cip As was eve^Gr and m^Amore and e^Emver will ^Cbe 'til the u^Gnion we ^Amface casts^Em us finally f^Dree^C

For w^Ce in the l^Dove of an earth^G-bidden dance Stand en^Cthralled of ^Dthat, which from^G heaven, perchance Lets us m^Cove with the gi^Dfts we were g^Given in grace And smi^Cle in the arm^Ds of Sweet W^Amilliam's embrace ^G

G G William's wanderings took him abroad Showed him the lay of the searcher's long road To the place he stood now 'neath the black laden sky And the crook of his father had brought fortune nigh Read the sign where he looked, Not the bull, nor the bear Nor a burly red lion, or the tortoise and hare For we in the love of an earth-bidden dance Stand enthralled of it, which from heaven, perchance Lets us move with the gifts we were given in grace And smile in the arms of Sweet William's embrace

The end^G of the ^Amworld was the ^Emname of th^Ce inn Said fa^Gir William fa^Amrewell to the w^Emorld and its ^Csin It^Gs sin ^G

Full ^Gbalmy was th^Ame winter air All we^Emt with what might d^Cie A wis^Ghing well, the oc^Emean bear A mil^Emlpond in his e^Cyes A gl^Gance to see from w^Amhence he came For Wi^Emlliam with a lan^Cdlocked turn Ve^Amrmin what he stood^Am to lose The s^Amkin-shot snakes and e^Amarthy worms

His boots trod soft inside the inn His greeted all was here Abrasive lowly nods came back Then bent toward their beer They must know I thought Willy now They've seen me come from miles The thought was struck as whisky poured And barmen gave all smiles

Then fol^Clowed thi^Ems a cur^Dious th^Aming The ^Geldest of the host Sang s^Coftly whe^Emre he s^Dat and dr^Amank To ^Glove a worthy toast His s^Cong was ^Emof a str^Danger^Am Summo^Gned for his rope In a^Cll would ^Embe to s^Det us f^Amree His s^Gong was strong and bold,

It went: For we in the love of an earth-bidden dance Stand enthralled of that, which from heaven, perchance Lets us move with the gifts we were given in grace And smile in the arms of Sweet William's embrace I was born with this story, it's older than I And yet you when you hear it you'll know in the sky In the wind of your knowledge, In the cut of your jib That the fibre of wind is as new from my lip As was ever and more and ever will be 'til the union we face casts us finally free

Johnny Flynn - Sweet william