C Two, one-two-three-four C G C G

C The only girl I’ve ever G loved
C was born with roses in her G eyes
C But then they buried her a-G live,
One evening D nineteen-forty-C five
with just her D sister at her G side,
And only D weeks before the C guns
all came and D rained on every-G-one

Now she’s a D little boy in C Spain
playing pi-D anos filled with G flames
On empty D rings around the C sun
all sing to D say my dream has C come G

But now we must C pick up every G piece
Of the C life we used to G love
Just to C keep ourselves at G least enough to carry D on

C And now we ride the circus G wheel
C with your dark brother wrapped in G white
C Says it was good to be a-G-live

But now he D rides a comet’s C flame
and won’t be D coming back a-G-gain
The Earth looks D better from a C star
that’s right a-D bove from where you G are
He didn’t D mean to make you C cry
with sparks that D ring and bullets G fly,
On empty D rings around your C heart
the world just D screams and falls a-C-part G

But now we must C pick up every G piece
Of the C life we used to G love,
Just to C keep ourselves at G least enough to carry D on

And G here’s Am where G/B your C mother G sleeps,
And G here Am is G/B the C room where your G brothers were D born
G In-Am den-G/B tions C in the G sheets,
Where their G bo-Am dies G/B once C moved but don’t G move any-D more
And it’s so C sad to G see, the C world a-G gree,
That they’d C rather see their G faces filled with D flies
G All Am when G/B I’d C want to G keep white D roses in their G eyes

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