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[Intro] Dm [Verse 1]
DmThough by the path I lead The passing of time and the pouring of tea BbAre all I've laFtely seenC DmUntil our temporal bridge be burned Until our anchor stocks hold firm BbWhere the hands of clocks don't tFurn, O my soulC DmMay our lips remain discreet While your traps are beneath our feet-- but how Bblong before our tFails are cCaught by our "free" Dmthought?
[Chorus]
BbSugar in the cane, cCandles Bblow GmKettle low on the Fflame for the Gmteapot? FNo BbSugar in the cane, cCandles Bblow Dm
[Verse 2]
On theF Streets of Mexican Wars I battle with the Ebmemory of a first fight In our Fcontemptible youth, quoted White Nights Thinking EbI’d get rid of you, Waited with a stone in my hand but you were right and Nature Bbhad another plan Nature had another Dmplan
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BbSugar in the cane, cCandles lBbow On the GmWest End FBridge looking Gmdown at the FOhio BbSugar in the cane, cCandles lBbow You Gmpanic like a Fmouse when the Gmlights go Fon BbSugar in the cane, cDmandles low
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