Burning The Heather

D7/F#  2-x-0-2-1(2)
Gmaj7  3-x-4-4-3-x

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Em                 Bm    Em            Bm
 You've got me all wrong, I'm not that guy
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 I'm just the singer of the song, in my mind's eye
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 If I thought what you think, I wouldn't even be here
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 I've just dropped in for a drink, before I disappear

[Verse 2]
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 You've got me all wrong, There's no one I'm missing
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 I'm quite happy to be alone, there are no lips I'm kissing
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 The truth must be the truth, Unvarnished in its telling
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 Otherwise it's just hype you hope, People won't notice you're peddling

[Chorus]
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Autumn is here and they're burning the heather
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Sheepdogs are running, Hell for leather
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Seasons are changing, Time's moving along
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Give me a drink and I'll be gone

[Bridge]
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 Where did I come from? Where do I go?
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 Time is so heartless, You don't want to know

[Verse 3]
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 I set out in the dark, Waking from a nightmare
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 Hoping I could find, The middle of nowhere
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 I'm a stranger in this town, but that's as far as it goes
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 And where I am bound, no one knows

[Chorus]
Am        D                Gmaj7       Em
Autumn is here and they're burning the heather
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Sheepdogs are running, Hell for leather
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Seasons are changing, Time's moving along
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Give me a drink and I'll be gone

[Verse 4]
Em                 Bm    Em               Bm
 You've got me all wrong, That's what I'm sensing
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 I'm not one of those bread-heads, Always pounds, shillings, and pence-ing
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 There's a few things I need, But I've money for paying
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 And if you've enough room,       I'll consider staying