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A Dozen White Roses

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Introducción: D    C    G    C    G    C    G    

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I heard his time was short so I
C                                              G  
Went to see my old friend
When I walked through the door he said
C                                                    G  
Sure good to see you again
C  
Sit down here by me,
                                                                  G  
Doc says my future ain't bright
But even if I don't beat it there's a
C                         D                                      G  
Part of my past that won't die
                                                                        C  
He points to a picture and smiles
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From his easy chair
                                                                                     C  
As he relives the moments, says girl
                                                          G  
That was heaven right there
C  
You can see his heart's broken
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As a lonesome tear drops to the floor
                                                                                     C  
And along with the silence that fell
                  D                              G  
Came a knock at the door
                          Em                              C                            D  
A bouquet wrapped up in ribbons and bows
          Em                      C              D  
Too little too late I suppose
                                                                                        C  
But he clings to the last ray of hope
                                                G      C  
And a dozen white roses
G  
They were meant for eachother
                        C                                                    G  
That was clear right from the start
                                                                                          C  
What a shame too much pride and a jealous heart
                          G  
Kept them apart
     C  
A card and some flowers
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Ain't quite enough to make amends
                                                                     C  
For fifty years living a life
        D                                         G  
Of what should have been
                          Em                              C                            D  
A bouquet wrapped up in ribbons and bows
          Em                      C              D  
Too little too late I suppose
                                                                                        C  
But he clings to the last ray of hope
                                                G      C  
And a dozen white roses
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