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Tuning: E A D G B E
AWell it's late in the evening AAnd the weather is cold I'm beginning to Emiss you EBut that story's so old Well EI know I've been Aknocking AMy head on the wall And I must have been Ecrazy ETo leave you at all EOh Dyeah, Eyeah GStrange kind of D#blues coloured Emoon GShines in the D#middle of my Eroom
ASometimes I'm burning AWith a vision so bright AThat it brings on the Esunshine EIn the middle of the night And all those musical Aladies AAnd the crazed young men AThey're all trying to make Emusic ETogether again. E0h Dno Eno GStrange kind of D#blues coloured Emoon GShines in the D#middle of my Groom