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Til:The Angels. #14 in 1962. #1.
CTill the moon deserts the Emsky, till the all the seas run Fdry. Till then, I'll worship Gyou.G7
#2.
FTill the tropic sun turns Emcold, till this young world grows Fold. My darling, I'll aGdore G7you.
CHORUS:
CYou are my reason to Emlive. All I own I would Fgive.. just to have you aGdore G7me, oh, oh, oh.
#3.
CTill the rivers flow upEmstream, till lovers cease to Fdream. Till then I'm Gyours, be CmineC7.
(INTERLUDE:) CHORUS:
CYou are my reason to Emlive. All I own I would Fgive.. just to have you aGdore G7me, oh, oh, oh.
#4.
EbTill the rivers flow upGmstream, till lovers cease to G#dream. Till then..I'm A#yours..be Ebmi..E....Ebne.
OUTRO:
EBeeee..Ebmi...ne.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat