Key: A
Introduction:
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It was a busy year for death
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She crept about the palace.
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And we had poor defense
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And she had little malice
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A gentle touch put here -
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A sad and curt embrace.
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A wooden kiss enough
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To put them in their place.
(Chorus)
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And where my father went
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Is not now common knowledge
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The inventory was lent
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To some old Cambridge college.
(Interlude)
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(verse 2) Same as verse 1
I had little faith then,