Bandit Queen

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As the Sun is sinking low
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And the evening's tucked in tow
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On the horizon, my true love I 
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see-e-e-e-eee
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She ain't fancy, she ain't fine
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While her fingers number only nine
            C           Am        
She's the belle of the ball of the
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         C                   
She's my Bandit Queen, laying 
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beneath the moon
       F                           
In a bandit cave, a blanket laid 
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for two
            C                
If I could find a way to your 
                   Am
hideaway by the sea
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O Bandit Queen, steal away to me

Am
Somewhere on a mountain, by a starry
 water fountain
        C                     C/B
In an alcove hid by some trees
Am
Amidst a pile of treasure, reclining
 at her leisure
   F                         G
My ladylove sniffs at the breeze
F
And sitting up, she adjusts her 
turban
    C
And takes another swig from a bottle
 of bourbon
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And listening to the whistling of 
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the train in station

Odds are it will never reach its 
destination

           C                       
'Cause the Bandit Queen, astride 
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her steed will ride
    F                   G         
Oh, let me be the one to lay 
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within your theivin' arms tonight