Beeswing: accordi originali per chitarra di 
Christy Moore 
Tonalità: A major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I was 18 when I came to town
they called it the summer of love
Burning babies burning flags
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the hawks against the doves
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I took a job at the steaming
way down on Caltrim St.
And they fell in love with a laundry girl
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that was workin' next to me
Verse 2
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Brown hair zig zagged around her face
and a look of half surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights
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there was animal in her eyes
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She said to me, can't you see,
I'm not the factory kind
And if you don't take me out of here,
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I'll lose my mind
Chorus 1
F#m7
Aadd9
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
F#m
C#m/E
So fine a breath of wind
Dadd9
might blow her away
F#m7
She was a lost child,
Aadd9
she was runnin' wild (she said)
F#m7
So long as there's no
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Dadd9
price on love I'll stay
Bm7
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Dmaj7
You wouldn't want me any other way
Verse 3
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We busked around the market towns
fruit pickin', down in Kent
We could tinker pots and pans
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or knives wherever we went
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We were campin' down the Gower
and the work was mighty good
She wouldn't wait for the harvest,
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I thought we should
Verse 4
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I said to her, we'll settle down,
and get a few acres dug
A fire burning in the hearth
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Dadd9
and babies on the rug
F#m7
She said, oh man you foolish man
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Aadd9
that surely sounds like hell
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You might be lord of half the world,
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you'll not own me as well
Chorus 2
F#m7
Aadd9
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
F#m
C#m/E
So fine a breath of wind
Dadd9
might blow her away
F#m7
She was a lost child,
Aadd9
she was runnin' wild (she said)
F#m7
So long as there's no
E
Dadd9
price on love I'll stay
Bm7
E
Dmaj7
You wouldn't want me any other way
Verse 5
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We were drinking more in those days,
our tempers reached a pitch
Like a fool I let her run away
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when she took the rambling itch
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And the last I heard she was living rough
back on the Derby beat
With a bottle of White Horse in her pocket,
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a Wolfhound at her feet
Verse 6
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They say that she got married once
to a man called Romany Brown
Even a gypsy caravan
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was too much like settlin' down
F#m7
They say her rose has faded,
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Aadd9
rough weather and hard booze
D
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Maybe that's the price you pay
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Dadd9
for the chains that you refuse
Chorus 3
F#m7
Aadd9
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
F#m
And I miss her more
C#m/E
Dadd9
than ever words can say
F#m7
If I could just taste
Aadd9
all of her wildness now
F#m7
E
Dadd9
If I could hold her in my arms today
Bm7
E
Dadd9
I wouldn't want her any other way
Chorus 4
F#m7
Aadd9
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
F#m
And I miss her more
C#m/E
Dadd9
than ever words can blow say
F#m7
If I could just taste
Aadd9
all of her wildness now
F#m7
E
Dadd9
If I could hold her in my arms today
Bm7
E
Dmaj7
I wouldn't want her any other way
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