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ACold dawn won`t comfort yoEu
ACold coffee won`t see you tEhrough
ACold sheets won`t heal yourE heart
AYour frozen fingers or your nameE so tarred
EI know so rareC#mly that thingsA come your way B
EYour ways are tenderC#m and your paths are sAtraight B
EYour mind`s not lived C#min the way ourAs are set B
EYour heart is openC#m to love aAnd regret B
ARings and letters they pass yoEu by
You wish them well and seldom cry
For stones and promises and wedding sighs
You`ve known the times that you`ve lived and died
EThese sailors come C#mand spend tiAme ashore B
Their thoughts are hoarded as yours have been stored
Your mind`s not lived in the way ours are set
Your heart is open to love and regret
E AOutside in the morning air E
I hear the soundtrack of the Blues harp player
It touches feelings that you don`t arouse
Knocks me back to that shuttered house
Take me back when they`re all out
Take me back to that shuttered house
bd = bend down bu = bend up
I know so rarely that things come your way
Your ways are tender and your paths are straight
Your mind`s not lived in the way ours are set
Your heart is open to love and regret
Love and regret
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