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One Of Us Cannot Be Wrong Leonard Cohen
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[A] [A] [A] [A]
[/A]I lit a thin green[/Bm] candle [/Bm]
[D]to make you[/D] jealous of [/A]me [/A]
but the[/A] room just filled[/A] up with mo[/Bm]squitoes [/Bm]
they [/D]heard that my[/D] body was f[/E]ree. [/E]
Then [/F#m]I took the [/F#m]dust of a[/C#m] long sleepless[/C#m] night
and I[/D] put it in[/D] your little [/A]shoe [/A]
and [/Bm]then I co[/Bm]nfess that I[/G] tortured the[/G] dress
that you [/Bm]wore for the [/A]world to look [/G]through. [/G]
[A] [A] [A] [A]
[/A]I showed my heart to the [/Bm]doctor [/Bm]
[D]he said I'd[/D] just have to[/A] quit [/A]
then [/A]he wrote hi[/A]mself a pe[/Bm]rscription[/Bm]
and[/D] your name wa[/D]s mentioned in [/E]it. [/E]
Then[/F#m] he locked[/F#m] himself in a[/C#m] library[/C#m] shelf
with the[/D] details[/D] of our hone[/A]ymoon [/A]
and I[/Bm] hear from the[/Bm] nurse
that he's[/G] gotten much[/G] worse
and his[/Bm] practice is[/A] all in a[/G] ruin.[/G]
[A] [A] [A] [A]
[/A]I heard of a saint who had[/Bm] loved y[/Bm]ou
So I[/D] studied all[/D] night in his[/A] school [/A]
he[/A] taught tha[/A]t the duty of[/Bm] lovers [/Bm]
is to[/D] tarnish[/D] the golden[/E] rule. [/E]
And just[/F#m] when I was [/F#m]sure [/C#m] [/C#m]
that his[/C#m] teachings were[/C#m] pure
he [/Bm]drowned hi[/Bm]mself in the[/A] pool [/A]
his[/Bm] body is gone[/Bm] but back[/G] here on the[/G] lawn
his[/Bm] spirit co[/A]ntinues to[/G] drool[/G].
[A] [A] [A] [A]
[/A]An Eskimo showed me a[/Bm] movie [/Bm]
[D]he'd recent[/D]ly taken of[/A] you [/A]
the[/A] poor man c[/A]ould hardly stop[/Bm] shivering[/Bm],
his[/D] lips and his[/D] fingers were b[/E]lue. [/E]
I sup[/F#m]pose that [/F#m]he froze
when the[/C#m] wind took your[/C#m] clothes
and I[/D] guess he just[/D] never got[/A] warm
but you[/Bm] stand there so[/Bm] nice in your[/G] blizzard of[/G] ice
o, please[/Bm] let me come[/A] into the [/G]storm.[/G]
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