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D There was a wayward lad, stepped out one morning
D The ground to be his bed, the sky his awning
D Neon, neon, neGon
A blue Aneon lamp in a midnight country Dfield
Cows surround so you lean on, lean Gon
So Amuch your hugs become hold ons D
DOh Dsus2these three D5worn words
Oh oh-oh-oh, that we Emwhisper
Like the rubbing Ahands of A/Gtourists in VeF#mrona
I Cjust want to love you in my Down language D/C D/B D/A G F#m Em
DD/CD/BD/AGF#mEm
F#m Well that Esmell of sex, goodD like burning wood
Bm The wayward Alad lay Dclaim
F#m To two Ethirsty girls from DHornsea
Bm Who left a Anote when morning Dcame
F#mGirls from the pool say 'Ehi' (hi) D
The Bmroad erodes at Afive feet per yearD along England's east coastline
F#mWas this your first Etime? D
BmLove is just a Abutton we pressedD last night by the campfire
DOh Dsus2these three D5worn words
Oh oh-oh-oh, that we Emwhisper
Like the rubbing Ahands of A/Gtourists in VeF#mrona
I just want to love you inD my own languD/Cage D/B D/A G F#m Em
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