Intro: E F D C# D x 2

Verse: E F D C# D / E F DC# D / E F D D# C# 
C#, D C# D

Bridge: D C# D C# E D E DC# D

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I've seen love go by my door
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It's never been this close before
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Never been so easy or so slow.
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Been shooting in the dark too long
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When somethin's not right it's wrong
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You’re gonna make me lonesome when you go.

Dragon clouds so high above
I've only known careless love,
It's always hit me from below.
This time around it's more correct
Right on target, so direct,
You’re gonna make me lonesome when you go.

Purple clover, Queen Anne lace,
Crimson hair across your face,
You could make me cry if you don't know.
Can't remember what I was thinkin' of
You might be spoilin' me too much, love,
You’re gonna make me lonesome when you go.


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Flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy,
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Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme,
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Blue river runnin' slow and lazy,
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I could stay with you forever
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And never realize the time.


Situations have ended sad,
Relationships have all been bad.
Mine've been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud.
But there's no way I can compare
All those scenes to this affair,
You’re gonna make me lonesome when you go.

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You’re gonna make me wonder what I'm doin',
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Stayin' far behind without you.
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You’re gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin',
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You’re gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to.

I'll look for you in old Honolulu,
San Francisco, Ashtabula,
You’re gonna have to leave me now, I know.
But I'll see you in the sky above,
In the tall grass, in the ones I love,
You’re gonna make me lonesome when you go.