Tonalité : D major•
Verse 1
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The golden sun is ever gentle in the
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valley of making
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Where it's the middle of the autumn
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when it isn't high spring
There are men of many colours
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and women of all races
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Wearing white, white linen
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And smiles on their faces
Blue rose
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D
Verse 2
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There are roses round the edges
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of the grand property
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The words "Labor, Ardor,
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Langdor" are its lovely trinity
And when you see just how they dress
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and how they speak and act too
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Well all you'll want to do is dress
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up in their white linen too
Verse 3
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A
Blue rose and drew the curtain
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back on the morning
Verse 4
Em
And you said holly- hey,
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and with a teary tilt
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For you were rudely made,
Em
C
D
and shoddy built
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Between the thumb and
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the forefinger
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D
Barefoot pressed, he hoists his trouser leg
She lifts her dress
Verse 5
G
O these men of many colors in
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their creamy white suits
D
With their different colored hands
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dig in the soil for their roots
Of the dreamy conversation that
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the slender women make
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As they sip from slender glasses
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by the vineyard lake
Verse 6
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Blue rose and drew the curtain
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D
back on the morning
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A
Blue rose and every little thing
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G
was guilt and suffering no more
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If you could see the people laughing and
not hear the sound it makes
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Then you could keep the good opinion
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that the tone of voice takes
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If you could see the people laughing and not
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here the sound it makes it go
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Verse 7
G
A
There's a woman there among them who with red,
red eyes
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Says you haven't been working
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hard enough on your lies
The golden sun is ever gentle and
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one lie follows another in
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G
The only way to get there is by singing brother,
singing
There are women of all races,
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men in white, white linen
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G
And the only way to get there is to sing sister,
sing sister, sing
Verse 8
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And draw the curtain back
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on the morning
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Em
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Blue rose and every little thing was
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guilt and suffering no more
G
A
Blue rose and drew the curtain
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back on the morning
Verse 9
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Where the wars were not for wearing
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The ghettoes never got
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D
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To each lonely, lonely person their own shovel,
their own plot
Have you ever heard a rattle way
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on down when people sigh
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Way on down the silly rattle says
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you're happy when you die
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsG A D C#dim Em...
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C#dim
Em
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Capo: Pas de capo
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