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E F#m G#m A You lead me headlong to the place where I belong E F#m G#m A Given big blows to what my heart knows C#m B A Old hat and old stories E F#m G#m A I get a little red and I'll burst rather than wax and melt E F#m I get a little red G#m A And recalled how I cursed the fact of your tortured trust A B Now that's gone I was so wrong A E A E We know where our love lies A B Through the catacombs we roam E F#m G#m A Come into my house throw open the windows wide E F#m G#m A Then back to your house to do likewise A B A E A E Chliche time more or less, I stake my claim A B A You stake my heart, striking dumb then dearly depart E D A When it gets too heavy, send for Henny E I'll follow her A Bm C#m D Where wet nurse apologies and putrid prisons mix A Bm C#m Our love becomes this useless box of tricks D B When it seems so heavy, send for Henny E Ill follow her D Follow her C Follow her Bb Follow her G# Follow her F# Follow her E F#M G#m A E F#M G#m A E F#M G#m A E F#M G#m A G#m A E ------------------------------------------------------------------- Gunnar O. Haereid "Call, collect and gather me, take me intravenously." gunnarha@jus.uio.no The TrashCanSinatras -------------------------------------------------------------------