🎸 Verse 1: C C I was nineteen when I came to town they called it a summer of love C G F They were burnin' pages, burnin' flags, the hawks against the doves C I took a job in the steamie down on Cauldrum Street C G F I fell in love with a laundry girl who was workin' next to me 🎸 Chorus: Am C Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing Am G F So fine a breath of wind might blow her away Am C She was a lost child, well, she was runnin’ wild Am G F She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay Dm G C And you wouldn’t want me any other way."
🎸 Verse 2: C C Brown hair zig-zagged 'round her face, a look of half-surprise C G F Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes C C She said, "Young man, oh can't you see I’m not the factory kind C G F If you don’t take me out of here I’ll surely lose my mind." 🎸 Chorus: Am C Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing Am G F So fine a breath of wind might blow her away Am C She was a lost child, well, she was runnin’ wild Am G F She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay Dm G C And you wouldn’t want me any other way." 🎸 Verse 3: C C We busked around the market towns and picked fruit down in Kent C G F We could tinker lamps and pots and knives wherever we went C C And I said that we might settle down, get a few acres dug C G F Fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug C C She said, "Oh man, you foolish man, that surely sounds like hell C G F You might be lord of half the world, you’ll not own me as well." 🎸 Chorus: Am C Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing Am G F So fine a breath of wind might blow her away Am C She was a lost child, well, she was runnin’ wild Am G F She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay Dm G C And you wouldn’t want me any other way." 🎸 Verse 4: C C We were camping down the Gower one time, the work was pretty good C G F She thought we shouldn't wait for a frost and I thought maybe we should C C We were fighting more in those days, and tempers reached a pitch C G F And like a fool I let her run with the rambling itch 🎸 Chorus: Am C Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing Am G F So fine a breath of wind might blow her away Am C She was a lost child, well, she was runnin’ wild Am G F She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay Dm G C And you wouldn’t want me any other way." Am G F She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay Dm G C And you wouldn’t want me any other way."
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