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| G | Em | | When I think of | angels |
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| Em | And your f | laming red hair |
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| C | G | and the t | hings that you | do. |
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| C | D7 | no it c | ouldn't be | true |
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| G | Em | | When I think of | angels |
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| G | Em | | Godspeed to you | angel |
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| Em | al | though you have left |
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| Em | My | heart's full of sorrow |
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| C | G | when it's | my time to | go. |
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| G | Em | | When I think of | angels |
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| Em | And your f | laming red hair |
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| C | G | and the t | hings that you | do. |
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| C | D7 | no it c | ouldn't be t | rue |
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| G | Em | | When I think of a | ngels |
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| G | Em | | When I think of a | ngels |
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