The Last Living Rose

	  		

Try to catch the groove! 


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Goddamn' Europeans! 
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Take me back to beautiful England 
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& the grey, damp filthiness of ages & battered books & 

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fog rolling down behind the mountains, 
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on the graveyards, and dead sea-captains. 

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Let me walk through the stinking alleys 
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to the music of drunken beatings, 
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past the Thames River, glistening like gold 
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hastily sold for nothing. Nothing. 


Here goes little solo, played over the main riff:


Strum the chords in the last verse: 

G             F                  Am 
Let me watch night fall on the river, 
G                     F         Am 
the moon rise up and turn to silver, 
G               F         Am 
the sky move, the ocean shimmer, 
G                     F 
the hedge shake, the last living rose 
Am            C F C 
quiver. 

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