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Dead Daffodils chords

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[Intro] - 
Em A G
Em A G
Em A G
Em A G 

Em               A                G
Green leaves are turning, and the wind’s picking up
Em         A         G
Autumn reminds me of old fashioned stuff
Em         A             G
Out of the window, are-a green gazing eyes
Em         A          G
Staring at me while I wear my disguise

Em        A        Em       A
That’s Mr Foreman, he lives alone
   G                 C           G         C
He peers through his window, the rest is unknown
Em               A                Em           A
I spoke with the neighbours, they tell me he’s ill
    G           C            A       
His doorstep is filled, with dead daffodils

Em A x 2
G C A
Em A x 2
G C A


Em            A             G
Black morning flowers, they thought he had died
  Em           A           G
A common conception, when hiding inside
Em      A          G 
Never a letter, or knock at the door
Em      A                G
Hard to believe what the flowers lay for

Em        A        Em       A
That’s Mr Foreman, he lives alone
    G          C          G         C
His wife was a painter, a long time ago
  Em             A                Em           A
I spoke with his neighbours, they tell me he’s ill
    G           C            A
His doorstep is filled, with dead daffodils

Em A x 2
G C A
Em A x 2
G C A
Em A x 2
G C A
Em A x 2
G C A

Em               A                G
Green leaves are turning, and the wind’s picking up
Em          A        G
Autumn reminds me of old fashioned stuff
Em         A             G
Out of the window, are-a green gazing eyes
Em         A          G
Staring at me while I wear my disguise

Em        A        Em       A 
That’s Mr Foreman, he lives alone
   G        C          G             C
He needed a coffin, he hand-made his own
  Em             A                Em           A 
I spoke with his neighbours, they tell me he’s ill
    G           C            A
His doorstep is filled, with dead daffodils

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