Cold London Rain

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You found me so young and I gave 
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you my heart without thinking
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Cast o' white gold and hung from 
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a silvery chain
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So fresh were my wings I shot out 
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from them shadows still blinking
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All to find myself catching my 
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breath in your cold London rain

[Chorus]
    G           C            G   
Oh, pull me in, don't let me 
      Em
drown here
G                           C    
My aim is true and I've got so 
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much more to give
G           C           G    Em
Dry my hair and kiss me gently
G                        C       
And I'll surrender up my fightin'
          D
 heart to you

[Verse 2]
    G                       D     
Your honey is sweet though you 
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offer it up on a razor
    G                       D  
Your roses so pretty, so long as 
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they're plucked from the fire
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    G                       D
For how cold your nights, I'll 
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remember just how warm your days 
were
       G           C           D 
Before your cold London rain 
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could dampen our burning desire

[Chorus]
    G           C            G   
Oh, pull me in, don't let me 
      Em
drown here
G                           C    
My aim is true and I've got so 
           D
much more to give
G           C           G    Em
Dry my hair and kiss me gently
G                        C       
And I'll surrender up my fightin'
          D
 heart to you

[Chorus]
    G           C            G   
Oh, pull me in, don't let me 
      Em
drown here
G                           C    
My aim is true and I've got so 
           D
much more to give
G           C           G    Em
Dry my hair and kiss me gently
G                        C       
And I'll surrender up my fightin'
          D
 heart to you

[Verse 3]
    G                       D     
If you wait for me here, I'll 
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return with a joy for your sorrows
    G                       D     
A cure for your heart and a wee 
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drop to soften the pain
    G                       D     
And no matter the mark that we 
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make on each others tomorrows
       G           C           D 
I will sing to the glory of you 
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and your cold London rain

[Chorus]
    G           C            G   
Oh, pull me in, don't let me 
      Em
drown here
G                           C    
My aim is true and I've got so 
           D
much more to give
G           C           G    Em
Dry my hair and kiss me gently
G                        C       
And I'll surrender up my fightin'
          D
 heart to you