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Been climbing trees I've skinned my knees
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my hands are black the sun is going down
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She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam
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She's listening to the dream I weaved today
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Crosswords through the bathroom door
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while someone sings the theme-tune to the news
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and my sister buzzes through the room leaving perfume in the air
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and that's what triggered this.
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I come back here from time to time
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I shelter here some days.
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A# high-back chair. He sits and stares
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A# thousand yards and whistle's marching-band
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Kneeling by and speaking up
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He reaches out and I take a massive hand.
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Disjointed tales that flit between
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short trousers and a full dress uniform
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And he talks of people ten years gone like I've known them all my life
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Like scattered black 'n' whites....
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I come back here from time to time
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I shelter here some days.
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I come back here from time to time
F#maj7
I shelter here some days.
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till end
Ok, enjoy, and get picking...
Lol, this is an endurance song - your hand is very tired after this...