Tom: A
Introdução:
A F#m D E
Oh blue days of spring, and I'm thinking about you baby
The moon and the ring, it was hung up for you baby
D E D E D E A
I could fight in the ring, I could walk on a string, even grow a moustache for you
the night black as tar, and the band was playing shady
Db F#m D A
and now the angels stand all lined up, bringing everything you want
Db F#m D E
and your left like gypsy monroe, I can hear it in my dream so clear as stone (??)
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