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I was 19 when I came to town they called it the summer of love
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They were burning babies, burning flags, the hawks against the doves
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I took a job in the steamie down on Cauldrumm St,
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I fell in love with a laundry girl who was workin' next to me
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Em G
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
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So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
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She was a lost child, she was runnin' wild
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She said so long as there's no price on love I'll stay
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And you wouldn't want me any other way
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Brown hair zig zagged around her face and look of half surprise,
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Like a fox caught in the headlights there was animal in her eyes,
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She said young man, oh can't you see I'm not the factory kind,
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If you don't take me out of here I'll surely lose my mind
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Em G
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
Em D C
So fine that I might crush her where she lay
Em G
She was a lost child, she was runnin' wild
Em D C
She said so long as there's no price on love I'll stay
Am D C
You wouldn't want me any other way
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We busked around the market towns, we picked fruit down in Kent
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We could tinker lamps and pots n knives wherever we went
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I said to her we'll settle down, get a few acres dug,
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A fire burning in the hearth and babbies on the rug
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She said Oh man, you foolish man, that surely sounds like hell,
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You might be lord of half the world but you'll not own me as well
[Chorus]
Em G
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
Em D C
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
Em G
She was a lost child, she was runnin' wild (she said)
Em D C
So long as there's no price on love I'll stay
Am D C
You wouldn't want me any other way
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We was campin' down the Gower one time, the work was pretty good
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She thought we shouldn't wait for the frost and I thought maybe we should
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We were drinking more in those days, tempers reached a pitch
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And like a fool I let her run with the ramblin' itch
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Oh the last I heard she was sleeping rough back on the Darby beat
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White Horse in her hip pocket, and a Wolfhound at her feet
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They say that she married once to a man called Romany Brown
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but even a gypsy caravan was too much settlin' down
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They say her rose has bloomed now, hard weather and hard booze,
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Maybe that's the price you pay for the chains that you refuse
[Outro]
Em G
She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
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I miss her more than words could ever say
Em G
If I could just taste all of her wildness now
Em D C
If I could hold her in my arms today
Am D C
I wouldn't want her any other way...
