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Dark Roman Wine ukulele

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F      G           Am           F  
I will hang on the hook of your splender
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As the night roles us up in its arms
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And the square of your thumbs and your fingers
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Is the blanket of sky thats so warm

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I know it's late but i can't help but think it
F        G          Am            F
That the day hasn't shown all its cards
F        G         Am           F
Now it's up to the stars or the ocean
F       G           Am           F
Lets not retrace our steps to the car



Am                  F
Picking out all the stars that we like between
F          F
Finger and thumb
Am               F            
You laugh as you pass me the night as if it's
F              F
Too fragile to hold
Am            F
And I hold so close to my chest with your
F           F
Hands in my hands
Am              F
You say this is just how we rest until
F              F
Light turns to sound



F        G           Am             F
Now your eyelids they faint and they shiver
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Like the wings of the last bird to leave
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For the south, for the heat, for no reason
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At all just to fly for sheer joy
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The wind shakes the brances above us
F       G              Am            F
And the car shakes the ground at our backs
F       G          Am          F
But the dark roman wine in our blood streams
F         G           Am           F
Makes the cold just a word, just a sound



Am                  F
Picking out all the stars that we like between
F          F
Finger and thumb
Am               F            
You laugh as you pass me the night as if it's
F              F
Too fragile to hold
Am            F
And I hold so close to my chest with your
F           F
Hands in my hands
Am              F
You say this is just how we rest until
F              F
Light turns to sound

            
            
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