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All My Love's Laughter
GAll my love's laughter and all my love's faEmces She Amcomes in the Dmorning, her Ccloak in Amher Garm She's following after the king of all Emplaces And Amyour tenderest Dwarming will Cbruise all Amher Gcharms
GDon't lose your Bmheart to that Cbeautiful Gsinner Who walks without Emshining her Amlight Dnow She Gstands in the Bmshade and the Csun is there Gin her But Cyou never Amknow till it's Gnight.F C D
All my love's softness and all my love's graces She carries all this things in a tiny white glove She hides all her lostness in satins and laces And everyone says she's searching for a true love Don't try to hold on to Satan’s proud lady She stands with her flock all alone on the hill Her stockings are hung and her eyes are so shady She's winning and you never will by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com