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G Em C G C Em C G G Em C G C Em C G G Em C G Em C G Shadows seem far away, to be seen so soon Em C G Em C G We are all just cast always, stranded on this sand swept dune Em C G Em C G My lover wrote to me-eee, said everything is fine Em C G Em C G Something about it seemed foreign, she ain't no friend of mine Em C G C Why don't you hide it where the children won't find it Em C G G And the priest won't think to look, too Em C G C Standing on the rock while the old folks talk Em C G G And then you're tryin' to get the milkman screwed Em C G C Em C G G Em C G Em C G In search of an original, an original mind Em C G Em C G Is there any such thing as precious, or one of a kind? Em C G Em C G Crosses on the wall, hadn't crossed your mind Em C G Em C G Instead the passage of colors, leads to our passionate times Em C G C Why don't you hide it where the children won't find it Em C G G And the priest won't think to look, too Em C G C Standing on the rock while the old folks talk Em C G G And then you're tryin' to get the milkman screwed Em C G C Em C G G Em C G Em C G Soft like silk, smooth like barley wine Em C G Em C G Everybody's either breaking up, or getting married in the nick of time Em C G Em C G We got soaked in the rain, slept in someone else's bed Em C G Em C G We couldn't keep from being close, and I couldn't keep from hitting my head Em C G C Why don't you hide it where the children won't find it Em C G G And the priest won't think to look, too Em C G C Standing on the rock while the old folks talk Em C G G And then you're tryin' to get the milkman screwed Em C G C Why don't you hide it where the children won't find it Em C G G And the priest won't think to look, too Em C G C Standing on the rock while the old folks talk Em C G G And then you're tryin' to get the milkman screwed Em C G C Em C G G Em C G C Em C G G