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[Intro] C#m B E A F#m B E [Verse 1]
EI was 19 when I came to town they call it the summer of love EThey were burning babies, burning flags, the Bhawks against the Adoves EI took a job at the steamie down on Caldrum Street EFell in love with a laundry girl that was Bworkin’ next to Ame EBrown hair zig-zagged around her face and a look of half surprise ELike a fox caught in the headlights there was Banimal in her Aeyes She C#msaid young man, oh can't you see I'm Bnot the factory Ekind EIf you don't take me out of here I'll Bsurely lose my Amind
[Chorus]
Ah, She was a C#mrare thing fine as a Ebee's wing So C#mfine a breath of Bwind might blow her aAway She was a C#mlost child, she was Erunnin' wild (she said) As C#mlong as there’s no Bprice on love I'll Astay E And you F#mwouldn't want me Bany other Eway
[Verse 2]
EWe busked around the market towns & picked fruit down in Kent EWe could tinker lamps and pots or Bknives wherever we Awent EAnd I said that we might settle down and get a few acres dug EWith a fire burning in the hearth and Bbabies on the Arug She C#msaid Oh man, you foolish man it Bsurely sounds like Ehell, EYou might be lord of half the world but you'll Bnot own me as Awell
[Chorus]
Ah, She was a C#mrare thing fine as a Ebee's wing So C#mfine a breath of Bwind might blow her aAway She was a C#mlost child, she was Erunnin' wild (she said) As C#mlong as there’s no Bprice on love I'll Astay E But you F#mwouldn't want me Bany other Away
[Break] A F#m E A D Bm E [Verse 3]
ELast I hear she’s sleeping out back on the Derby beat EA White Horse in her hip pocket, and a BWolfhound at her Afeet EAnd they say she even married once to a man named Romany Brown EBut even a gypsy caravan was Btoo much settlin' Adown They C#msay her flower has faded now, hard Bweather and hard Ebooze, But EMaybe that’s the price you pay for the Bchains that you reAfuse
[Chorus]
Ah, She was a C#mrare thing fine as a Ebee's wing And I C#mmiss her more than Bever words could Asay If I could C#mjust taste all of her Ewildness now If C#mI could hold her Bin my arms toAday E And I F#mwouldn't want her Bany other Eway She was a C#mrare thing fine as a Ebee's wing So C#mfine a breath of Bwind might blow her aAway She was a C#mlost child, she was Erunnin' wild (she said) As C#mlong as there’s no Bprice on love I'll Astay E But you F#mwouldn't want me Bany other Eway
C#m B E A [Outro]
No you F#mwouldn't want me Bany other Away E