Bluebells Patrick Wolf
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Verse1:
[F] Lucy, rem[Am]ember
[F] The smell of that f[Am]all
[F] The fires of fu[Am]ngus
And the rot[G]ting leaves
[F] I fell off the w[Am]agon
[F] Into your a[Am]rms
[F] Into this l[Am]ong month of sun[G]days
Verse2:
[F] And you were my hu[Am]sband
[F] My wife, my h[Am]eroin
[F] Now this is our fi[Am]nal Dece[G]mber
[F] Now I'm deep in a f[Am]orest
[F] Losing all thought of sp[Am]ring
[F] And nothing can h[Am]elp me rem[G]ember
Chorus:
And I'm going now[F]here f[Am]ast
A darker day[F] has holed at l[Am]ast
Deep in a dr[F]eam I set the c[Am]almness to sp[G]inning
And your love has co[F]me too l[Am]ate
Away from the[F] garden g[Am]ate
Wake me [F]up when the [Am]blue bells are r[G]inging
Verse3:
[F] Now that it's o[Am]ver after[F] all that we [Am]had
[F] It comes, A river r[Am]uns through the ra[G]fters down, down, down
[F] Does it leave me[Am] sleeping? Dreamin[F]g only of[Am] spring
[F] The phone rings [Am]out and I rem[G]ember
Chorus:
But I'm going n[F]owhere f[Am]ast
A darker day[F] has holed at l[Am]ast
Deep in this [F]dream I set the [Am]calmness to sp[G]inning
And your love has [F]come too [Am]late
Now wave to the[F] garden g[Am]ate
Wake me [F]up when the [Am]blue bells are ri[G]nging
[F]Ringi[Am]ng, r[F]ing[Am]ing, r[F]ing[Am]ing ...
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