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EA gardener told me some plants move
But I could not believe it B
Till F#mme and Hannah Hunt
Saw crawling vines and weeping willows
As we made our way from Providence to PhBoenix E
EA man of faith said
Hidden eyes could see what I was thinking B
F#mI just smiled and told him
That was only true of Hannah
And we glided on through Waverley and LiBncoln E
Our daysB were long our nights no lF#monger
ACount the seconds, watching Ehours
BThough we live on the US dollar F#m
AYou and me, we got our own sense of time E
EIn Santa Barbara, Hannah cried
And missed those freezing beaches B
F#mAnd I walked into town
To buy some kindling for the fire,
Hannah tore the New York Times up into pBieces E
BIf I can't trust you then damn it, HF#mannah
AThere's no future, there'sE no answer
BThough we live on the US dollar F#m
AYou and me, we got our own sense of time E
BF#mAE
BIf I can't trust you then damn it, HF#mannah
AThere's no future, there'sE no answer
BThough we live on the US dollar F#m
AYou and me, we got our own sense of time E
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