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ID once met Dsus4a girl wD5ith the AmlifDe in her handGs
DGD
Dsus4and we lay together on the summerday sands.
ID gave her Dsus4my raincD5oat and tolAmd hDer, ``Lady, beG
good!''
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DAnd we madDsus4e truth together, where no one else
would.
DDsus4D5
AmI sDmiled through her fGingers and ran the dust
through her hands ---
the hour-glass of DreasonG on the summerday saDnds.
EmWe sat as the sea caught Cmaj7fire.
CaddWaited aCs the flames grew A7higher
in her eDyeD/Cs. D/B D/A
EmWe watched the eagle Cmaj7born ---
Caddwings cliCpped, tail feaA7thers shorn
bDut we saw him rD/Cise -D/B-- D/Bb Bb4
Bb4over summerday sands. D Dsus4
(Rest the same)
Came the ten o'clock curfew.
She said, ``I must start my car.
I'm staying with someone I met last night in a
bar.''
I called from my wave top ---
``At least tell me your name!''
She smiled from her wheelspin
and said, ``It's all the same.''
I thought for a minute, jumped back on dry land ---
left one set of footprints on the summerday sands.
I once met a girl with the life in her hands
and we lied together on the summerday sands.
words and music by Ian Anderson
Dsus4/6/9*=XX0000
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