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HAme rode through the streets of the city
DoEmwn from his hill on high
O'Amer the winds and the steps and the cobble
HeEm rode to a woman's sigh
FoAmr she was his secret treasure
ShEme was his shame and his bliss
AnAmd a chain and a keep are nothing
CoEmmpared to a woman's Fkiss
For Amhands of gold are aFlways cold
But aAm woman's Emhands are wAmarm
For Amhands of gold are alwayFs cold
But aAm woman's Emhands are wAmarm
AmAnd there he stood with sword in hand
EmThe last of darry's tem
AmAnd red the grass beneath his feet
EmAnd red his banners bright
AmAnd red the glow of setting sun
EmThat bathed him in its light
Am"Come on, come on" the great lord called
Em"My sword is hungry still"
AmAnd with a cry of sFavage rage
AmThey swarmed Emacross the Amrill
AmAnd with a cry of sFavage rage
AmThey swarmed Emacross the Amrill
HAme rode through the streets of the city
DoEmwn from his hill on high
O'Amer the winds and the steps and the cobble
HeEm rode to a woman's sigh
FoAmr she was his secret treasure
ShEme was his shame and his bliss
AnAmd a chain and a keep are nothing
CoEmmpared to a woman's Fkiss
For hAmands of gold are alFways cold
But aAm woman's Emhands are wAmarm
For Amhands of gold are alwayFs cold
But aAm woman's Emhands are wAmarm
For hAmands of gold are alFways cold
But aAm woman's Emhands are wAmarm
For Amhands of gold are alwayFs cold
But aAm woman's Emhands are wAmarm
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