Starlights Our Way

	  		 
 

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verse 1: 
D                  G                A 
When the favors of fate become your force 

D                   G                  A 
And the greatest of lakes becomes your door 

D                  G                A 
Wear a pair of the fairest hairless mare 

D                         G                   A 
But bear in mind that too much makes careless wear 


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One snares all her cares in spires of ivory 

Bb                   F            G 
Walls stretch to the sky and very well 

Bb                 F              G 
Still will finds a way to make it ugly 

Bb                 F                G 
Sills, pills and a young man making time 


verse 2: 
D                 G                  A 
All the loveliest hours have come to court 

D                 G              A 
She's a teller of golden, golden worth 

D                     G              A 
Will her gaze to your mighty, mighty mountain 

D                 G                 A 
Will a way to the hills and fertile plain? 

Bb                 F                  G 
One snares all her cares in spires of ivory 

Bb                   F            G 
Walls stretch to the sky and very well 

Bb                 F              G 
Still will finds a way to make it ugly 

Bb                 F                G 
Sills, pills and a young man making time 


Bridge: 
C                                  F 
Why, oh why do skies come tumbling down? 

C                                      F 
Try, we try, but there's no wood to be bound 

C                                   F 
Mild smiles and days may muddle the sound 

C                                     F 
The wild-eyed, the moon lights up the crowd 

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verse 3: 
D                      G                   A 
With the wheels at her feet, she clouds my eyes 

D               G             A 
Heavy metal and meats we tenderize 

D                      G                   A 
Bold, the blood on her hands will tell the tale 

D                  G                 A             Bb 
Of the lines and a stealthy, wealthy heir 

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