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Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) Verse 1: C I was 18 when I came to town, they called it the summer of love C G F They were burning babies burning flags,the hawks against the doves C I took a job at the steaming, way down on Caltrim street, C G F And I fell in love with a laundry girl that was workin' next to me. C Brown hair zig zagged around her face and a look of half surprise, C G F Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes, C She said to me, oh can't you see, I'm not the factory kind, C G F And if you don't take me out of here, I'll lose my mind. Chorus: Am C She was a rare thing, as 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, she was runnin' wild, Am G F She said so long as there's no price on love I'll stay, Dm G F You wouldn't want me any other way. Verse 2: C We busked around the market towns, fruit pickin', down in Kent, C G F We could tinker pots and pans and knives wherever we went. C And I said to her, we'll settle down and get a few acres dug C G F A fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug. C G 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 She was a rare thing, as 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, she was runnin' wild Am G F She said so long as there's no price on love I'll stay, Dm G F You wouldn't want me any other way. Verse 3: C We were campin down the Gower one time when the work was mighty good, C G F She wouldn't wait for the harvest, I thought we should C We were drinking more in those days, our tempers reached a pitch C G F Like a fool I let her run away when she took the rambling itch C And the last I heard she's living rough back in the Derby beat C G F A bottle of White Horse in her pocket, a Wolfhound at her feet. C And they say that she got married once to a man called Romany Brown C G F Even a gypsy caravan was too much like settlin' down Am G C They say her rose has faded, rough weather and hard booze C G F Maybe that's the price you pay for the chains that you refuse. Chorus: Am C She was a rare thing, as 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, she was runnin' wild Am G F She said so long as there's no price on love I'll stay, Dm G F You wouldn't want me any other way. Outro: Am C She was a rare thing, as fine as a bee's wing Am G F I miss her more than ever words can say Am C If I could just taste all of her wildness now Am G F If I could hold her in my arms today Dm G F I wouldn't want her any other way.
