Beeswing chords and lyrics - DAN MCCABE

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[Verse 1]
[D]I was 19 when I came to town,
they called it the summer of love
They were burning babies burning flags,
the [A]hawks against the [G]doves
I [D]took a job at the steaming,
way down on Caltrim street
And I fell in love with a laundry girl
that was [A]workin' [D]next to [G]me
Brown [D]hair zig zagged around her face
with a look of half surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights,
[A]there was animal in [G]her eyes
She [D]said oh man, oh can't you see,
I'm not the factory kind
And if you don't take me out of here,
[A]I'll lose my min[G]d

[Verse 2]
She was a [Bm]rare thing,
as fine as a [D]bee's wing
So [Bm]fine a breath [D]of wind
might blow [G]her away
She was a [Bm]lost child,
she was [D]runnin' wild
She said so [Bm]long as there's
no [D]price on love I'll [G]stay
[D]You [Em]wouldn't want [A]me any
other [D]way[A]
[G][Em][A][G]

[Verse 3]
We [D]busked around the market towns,
fruit pickin', down in Kent
We could tinker lamps and pots and
pans [A]and knives wherever we [G]went
I [D]said that we should settle down
and get a few acres dug
A fire burning in the hearth
and [A]babies on [G]the rug
She [Bm]said, oh man,
you foolish man that [A]surely sounds [D]like hell
Well you might be lord of half the world,
you'll [A]not own me as [G]well[A][G]

[Verse 4]
She was a [Bm]rare thing,
as [A]fine as a [D]bee's wing
So [Bm]fine that I might [A]crush her
where [G]she lay
She was a [Bm]lost child,
[A]she was [D]runnin' wild
She said so [Bm]long as there's no
[A]price on love [G]I'll [D]stay
You [Em]wouldn't want [A]me any [Asus4]other way[D]

[Verse 5]
[A]We[G][Em][A][G]
were [D]campin down in
Gower one time the work was pretty good
She said we shouldn't wait for the frost,
[A]but I thought we should
[G]We were [D]drinking more in those days,
our fevers reached a pitch
Like a fool I let her run when she
[A]took the [G]rambling itch
Now [D]last I hear she's sleeping
rough back on the Derby beat
White Lithening in her hip pocket
and a [A]Wolfhound at her [G]feet
[Bm]They say she got married once to
[A]a man named Romany B[D]rown
But even a gypsy caravan was too
[A]much like [G]settlin' down
[Bm]They say her flower has faded now,
rough [A]weather and [D]hard booze
Well Maybe that's the price you pay
for the [A]chains that you refuse
[G]

[Verse 6]
She was a [Bm]rare thing, [A]fine as a [D]bee's wing
So [Bm]fine a breath of [A]wind
might blow [G]her away
She [Bm]was a lost child, [A]she was [D]runnin' wild
She said so [Bm]long as there's
no [A]price on love [G]I'll stay
[D]You [Em]wouldn't want
[A]me any [Asus4]other way[D]

[Verse 7]
She was a [Bm]rare thing, as fine as a [D]bee's wing
I [Bm]miss her more than [A]many words [G]could say
If I could just [Bm]taste all of her [D]wildness now
and [Bm]hold her in my arm
[A]s for one m[G]ore d[D]ay
I [Em]wouldn't want [A]her any other way