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G Bm Am Cm
G Bm Am Cm
Verse 1
GHoney, comb your hair
BmAs it catches the sun
AmI don’t need your fuss or flesh
CmTempting as you know it is
G BmTight are the reins, that are soaking you through
AmI don’t fear the reeds
CmMore, it’s the lies you thread my needle with
Chorus
Em A7And your calf is sold and your honey crushed
Cm GYou were up all night.
Em A7And the orange tree, that you tend for me
Cm GI was up all night.
Verse 2
GHoney, cursed are your words
BmThat are leaving your mouth
AmThey used to float, those paragraphs
CmNow they fall like paving slabs
GDry cured or love sick
BmIt's hard to depict
AmYou’d have to cross the universe
CmTo find something you’re happy with
Chorus
Em A7And your calf is sold and your honey crushed
Cm GYou were up all night.
Em A7I’m a nectarine on an orange tree
CmBut you tend to me
GI was up all night
G Bm Am Cm
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