Gulls

C              G
Good Doctor Brian
             C
He fell in love
                 G
With the purple seas
                   C
Of such rose and silk


                  Am
But in what got drove
        C
Away, away
                   G
Like the soaring ghost
                     C
All the white dove sees


                 G
One night he begged
                C
She’d be his bride
               C
But she said ‘no’
            G
It cannot wait


            Am
Just like gulls
                    C
With their hungry tries
             G
I love you less
                   C
Than the one got tied


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             F
Out he did grew
                C
Oh such cruel words
                  G
And although this is
         Am
A shiny cell


            C
He took a rock
               G
And threw it high
             G
And hawk a gull
                     C
From the wine dark sand


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            G
In twilet dust
               C
In a blacky witch
              F
The doctor burned
                C
Warm wood and pitch
             Am
And with a fist
                 C
Will bring your dirt
               G
Deep in the night
                    C
For that one girl heart


               F
And then she came
                    C
With those rosy sleeves
               G
To touch his hands
                    Am
With such a wilder kiss


                C
His black top hat
                   G
To the breeze it went
                   G
And his flapping arms
               C
Grew feather plan


                 G
His face is stretched
                 C
To a sharpened way
                 F
And now he’s strange
                        C
To feel the wild dark wind
             Am
But all he found
                 C
And thought to find
              G
Those rosy sleeves
                  C
Held them oh so tight