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D E To the doting boys by, your side A D Riding roughshod on your starless nights D E To she who played concertos, foul and black, A D Upon my heart strings and never looked back E F# Bm D G What became of those, wild charms? D The deep fry of the tide? The tug of the stars? D D7 F# Bm D D7 G How it stares me, how it stares me now G D To think my fire burnt them out.
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