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THE RIDDLE - N. Kershaw
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intro:
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F#m
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F#m
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,
A
,
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,
F#m
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,
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,
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,
Hm
,
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,
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,
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,
F#m
,
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I've got
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two strong
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arms,
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blessings of
D
Babylon
with
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time to
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carry on and
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try for
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sins and
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false al
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arms
C#m
So to A
D
merica the
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brave
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wise
A
men
D
save
®:
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Near a
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tree by a
E
river is a
A
hole in the
H
ground,
where an
F#m
old man of
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?arran? goes a
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round and a
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round
And his
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mind is a
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beacon in the
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veil of the
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night,
for a
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strange kind of
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fashion there's a
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wrong and a
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right
But I'll
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never
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ever
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fight
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over
F#m
you
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I've got
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plans for
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us,
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nights in the
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scullery
and
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days in
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stead of me, I
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only
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know what
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to dis
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cuss,
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oh, for
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anything but
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light
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wise
A
men
D
fighting
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over
F#m
you
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It's not
A
me you
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see,
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seasons of
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gasoline and
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gold
Hm
wise
A
men
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fold
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