Back Door Angels

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In and out of the front door, ran twelve back-door angels.
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Their hair was a golden-brown ---
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they didn't see me wink my eye.
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`Tis said they put we men to sleep with just a whisper,
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And touch the heads of dying dogs --- and make them linger.
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They carry their candles high --- and they light the dark hours.
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And sweep all the country clean  with pressed and scented wild-flowers.

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Solo (I haven't tried too hard here):
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They grow all their roses red,    and paint our skies blue ---
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drop one penny in every second bowl ---
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make half the beggars lose,
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why do the faithful have such a will to believe in something?
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And call it the name they choose,
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having chosen nothing.

 tabs & dicasSolo :
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       (Something like this for "Think I'll sit down...")  
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  Em                                              D          C     Em D Em
Think I'll sit down and invent some fool --- some Grand Court Jester.

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And next time the die is cast, he'll throw a six or two.


In and out of the back-door, ran one front-door angel,
Her hair was a golden-brown --- she smiled and I think she winked her eye.