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- Up In Smoke
D Hm
A D
Book
of love in front of me
G D A
Tries
to bite my chin;
D Hm
A D
Angel
right behind my shoulder
G
D A
Waits
to do me in;
Hm G
I
wish I had a heart
Hm A
To
walk me like a dog -
D
A G D
But
life's a sweet thing,
G
D
Going
up in smoke.
Used
to be a passenger,
Now
they take me as their own;
Used
to be a fisher-king
But
now my cross is gone.
I
wish I had some faith,
But
all I do is talk -
And
life's a sweet thing,
Going
up in smoke.
We
could be engineers,
We
could drive a coach;
Could
be real New Age
With
positive approach.
I
wish I still could laugh,
I
wish it was a joke -
But
life's a sweet thing,
Going
up in smoke.
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