Laura Laurent

G                   Am         D
Laura are you still livin' there
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 on your estate of sorrows?
G                      Am        
You used to leave it occasionally
D                        G
 but now you don't even bother
G              Am         D     
to ride the commuter train west 
       G
to Chicago
G                     Am    D   
to stroll through the greenery 
                G
in the park past the statues

Bm                     Em        
how her eyes seemed to follow 
C               D
you, like a hated addiction
Bm                         Em    
their beauty carved out of 
                           C
absolutes you could never claim
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or even envision

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G                 Am              
Laura you were the saddest song in
D                  G
 the shape of a woman
G                      Am       
yeah I thought you were 
D                      G
beautiful but I wept with your 
movements
G                      Am         
but I hope that you're laughing 
D                        G
now from that place on the carpet
G                 Am          D 
where we shared a sleeping bag 
                  G
in your sister's apartment
G                 Am         D  
oh how she would worry so, you 
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know I was just a stranger
      G             Am            
but she asked me to care for you, 
        G
yes she did
D
and I went and betrayed her


Bm                     Em  
But do you know we're in high 
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demand, Laura, us, people who 
         D
suffer?
Bm                        Em      
because we don't take to arguing 
 C                    D
and we're quick to surrender.

G                   Am        D 
Well I think I would call 
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tonight if I still had your number
G                              Am
your thoughts have always laid 
            D                
close to mine, and we're both 
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skipping supper.
G                        Am      
But you should never be 
       D                  G
embarrassed by your trouble with 
living
G                             Am
'Cause it's the ones with the sorest
 throats, Laura,
D                                 
who have done the most singing
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