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Capo 2nd fret Finger pick or strum down, down, up, up, down.
EUpon a whim, it seems you fA#all Upon a whim, you were there at Call Upon a whim, she lays you doGwn
EAnd still you'll run when she comes 'A#round Upon a whim, you tell yourselCf but really there was no-one Gelse
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GTime takes slow, Ebut sure steps upon C your Dcoat tails GTime takes slow, Ebut sure steps upon C your Dcoat tails GClaim it now A#Seek and find CWhat you were DLooking for. CWhat you were Dlooking for.
EJust struggles up inside her A#head you'll think of her when you're in Cbed you think perhaps that there's chance Gstill
EYou know deep down, you're at her A#will Her beckon call and you will Ccome she controls you like Gshe hath gun EHer weapon though, is love not A#lead She's tangled you up in her weCb Her silken grasp will hold youG tight ETake not fA#light, Etake not Gfight.
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