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Beeswing chords by Christy Moore (Official Version)

  • A

  • E

  • Dadd9

    4
  • F#m7

    2
  • Aadd9

    6
  • F#m

    2
  • C#m/E

    6
  • Bm7

    2
  • Dmaj7

  • D

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Intro 1
(A major) (A major)
Verse 1
I was (A major) 18 when I came to town
they called it the summer of love
Burning babies burning flags
the (E major) hawks against the (Dadd9) doves
I (A major) took a job at the steaming
way down on Caltrim St.
And they fell in love with a laundry girl
that was (E major) workin' next to (Dadd9) me

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Verse 2
Brown (A major) hair zig zagged around her face
and a look of half surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights
there was (E major) animal in her (Dadd9) eyes
She (A major) said to me, can't you see,
I'm not the factory kind
And if you don't take me out of here,
(E major) I'll lose my (Dadd9) mind
Chorus 1
She was a (F sharp minor7) rare thing, fine as a (Aadd9) bee's wing
So (F sharp minor) fine a breath of (C sharp minor/E) wind
might blow her a (Dadd9) way
She was a (F sharp minor7) lost child,
she was (Aadd9) runnin' wild (she said)
So (F sharp minor7) long as there's no
(E major) price on love I'll stay (Dadd9)
You (B minor7) wouldn't want me (E major) any other way (D minoraj7)
Verse 3
We (A major) busked around the market towns
fruit pickin', down in Kent
We could tinker pots and pans
or (E major) knives wherever we (D major) went
We were (A major) campin' down the Gower
and the work was mighty good
She wouldn't wait for the harvest,
(E major) I thought we (D major) should
Verse 4
I (A major) said to her, we'll settle down,
and get a few acres dug
A fire burning in the hearth
and (E major) babies on the rug (Dadd9)
She (F sharp minor7) said, oh man you foolish man
that (E major) surely sounds like (Aadd9) hell
You might be (D major) lord of (A major) half the world,
you'll (E major) not own me as (Dadd9) well
Chorus 2
She was a (F sharp minor7) rare thing, fine as a (Aadd9) bee's wing
So (F sharp minor) fine a breath of (C sharp minor/E) wind
might blow her a (Dadd9) way
She was a (F sharp minor7) lost child,
she was (Aadd9) runnin' wild (she said)
So (F sharp minor7) long as there's no
(E major) price on love I'll stay (Dadd9)
You (B minor7) wouldn't want me (E major) any other way (D minoraj7)
Verse 5
We were (A major) drinking more in those days,
our tempers reached a pitch
Like a fool I let her run away
when she (E major) took the rambling (D major) itch
And the (A major) last I heard she was living rough
back on the Derby beat
With a bottle of White Horse in her pocket,
a (E major) Wolfhound at her (D major) feet
Verse 6
They (A major) say that she got married once
to a man called Romany Brown
Even a gypsy caravan
was too (E major) much like settlin' (D major) down
They (F sharp minor7) say her rose has faded,
rough (E major) weather and hard (Aadd9) booze
Maybe (D major) that's the (A major) price you pay
for the (E major) chains that you re (Dadd9) fuse
Chorus 3
She was a (F sharp minor7) rare thing, fine as a (Aadd9) bee's wing
And I (F sharp minor) miss her more
than (C sharp minor/E) ever words can (Dadd9) say
If I could (F sharp minor7) just taste
all of her (Aadd9) wildness now
If (F sharp minor7) I could hold her (E major) in my arms to (Dadd9) day
I (B minor7) wouldn't want her (E major) any other (Dadd9) way
Chorus 4
She was a (F sharp minor7) rare thing, fine as a (Aadd9) bee's wing
And I (F sharp minor) miss her more
than (C sharp minor/E) ever words can blow (Dadd9) say
If I could (F sharp minor7) just taste
all of her (Aadd9) wildness now
If (F sharp minor7) I could hold her (E major) in my arms to (Dadd9) day
I (B minor7) wouldn't want her (E major) any other (D minoraj7) way
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