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DI never felt magic cEm7razy as this
DI never saw moons near the mEm7eaning of the sea
DI never held the motion in the pEm7alm of my hand
DOr felt sweet breezes in the tEm7op of the tree
But now you're hAsus4ere, brighten myEm11 nortA7sus4hern skDy Em7 D Em7
DBeen a long time that I'm waEm7iting
DBeen a long time that I've blEm7own
DBeen a long time that I've woEm7ndered
DThrough the people I have knEm9own
Oh if you wAsus4ould and you could straighten my Em11}new mA7sus4ind's eDye
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Would you love me for my money
Would you love me for my head
Would you love me through the winter
Would you love me till I'm dead
Oh if you would and you could come grow your home on high
I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw the moon neath the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Felt sweet breezes in the top of the tree
But now you're here, brighten my northern sky
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Panchocho Gilmour
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