Pinky


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I don’t want
Bm/A 
to wake you
Bm 
But I’d lik
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e to tell you th
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at I  
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love 
 
you
 
That the  
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candlelight 
 
fe
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ll like a crescent
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Upon your  
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feather 
 
 
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pillow 
 
 
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For there’s more ways than one

And the ways of the world are a blessing
For when Pinky’s dreaming
She owes the world nothing
And her silence keeps us guessing

 
Bm 
Pinky’s as perfect as the  
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Fourth of July
Bm 
Quilted and timeless, seldom de
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nied
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The 
 
trial
A/C# 
and the e
B7 
rror of my master plan
 
Now she  
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rolls like the dice in a  
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poor 
 
gam
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ble
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r’s 
 
han
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ds
 
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D/A 
 
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D/A 
 
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You don’t want to tell me

But somehow you’ve guessed that I know
Oh when dawn came this morning
You discovered a feeling that burned like a flame in your soul

For there’s toast and honey

And there’s breakfast in bed on a tray
Oh it’s ten below zero
And we’re about to abandon our plans for the day

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