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Verse 1
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was nineteen when I came to town
They called in the Summer of Love
They were burningba
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bies, burning flags
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The Hawks against the Doves
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I took a job in the
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Down on Cauldrum Street
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I fell in love with a laundry girl
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Was working next to me
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She was a rare thing
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Fine as a beeswing
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So fine a breath of wind
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might blow her away
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She was a lost child
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She was running wild, she said
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As long as there's no price on love,
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I'll stay
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And you wouldn't want me any other
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way
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Brown hair zig-zag round round her face
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And a look of half-surprise
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Like Like a fox caught in the
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There was an animal in her eyes
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She said, young man, O can't you see
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I'm not the factory kind
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If you don't take me out of here
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I'll surely lose my miind
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She was a rare thing
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Fine as a beeswing
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So fine a breath of wind might
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blow her away
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She was a lost child
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She was running wild, she said
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As long as there's no price on love,
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I'll stay
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And you wouldn't want me any other way
Interlude 1
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We busked around the
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market
towns
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And picked fruit down in Kent
And we could tinker lamps and pots
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And knives wherever we went
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And I said that we might settle down
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Get a few acres dug
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Fire burning in the hearth
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And babies on the rug
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She said O man, you
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foolish man
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It surely sounds like hell
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You might be lord of half the world
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You'll not own me as well
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She was a rare thing
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Fine as a beeswing
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So fine a breath of wind
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might blow her away
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She was a lost child
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She was running wild, she said
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As long as there's no price on love,
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I'll stay
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And you wouldn't want me
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any other way
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We was camping down
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the Gower one time
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The work was pretty good
She thought we shouldn't wait for frost
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And I thought maybe we should
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We were drinking more in
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those days
And tempers reached a pitch
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Like a fool I let her run
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With the rambling itch
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Verse 13
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Last I hear she's sleeping out
Back on Derby beat
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White Horse in her hip pocket
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And a wolfhound at her feet
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And they say she even marriend once
A man named Romany Brown
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But even a Gypsy caravan
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Was too much settliing down
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And they say her flower is
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faded now
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Hard weather and hard booze
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But maybe that's just
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hte price you pay
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For the chains you refuse
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She was a rare thing
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Fine as a beeswing
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And I missher more than ever
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words could say
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If I could just taste
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All of her wildness now
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If I could hold her in my
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arms today
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Then I wouldn't want her any other way
Outro 1
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