| D | Bm | G | D | G | D | G | | When I think of | angels | I think of | you | | | |
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| Bm | G | D | G | D | G | And your | flaming red hair and the | things that you | do. | | | |
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| Bm | G | A7 | I | heard you had left no it | couldn't be | true |
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| D | Bm | G | D | G | D | G | D | | I think of | angels | I think of | you. | | | | |
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Gods speed to you angel where ever you go |
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although you have left I want you to know |
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My heart's full of sorrow I wont let it show |
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I´ll see you again when it's my time to go. |
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