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Karaoké Beeswing Nathan Carter

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I was nineteen when

I came to town

They called it the summer of love

They were burning babies burning flags

The hawks against the doves

I took a job at the Steamie down on Cauldrum Street

Fell in love with a laundry girl that was workin' next to me

Brown hair zig zagged upon her face and a look of half surprise

Like a fox caught in the headlights there was animal in her eyes

Oh she said young man can't you see

I'm not the factory kind?

If you don't take me out of here

I'll surely lose my mind

She was a rare thing fine as a beeswing

So fine a breath of wind might blow her away

She was a lost child she was runnin' wild

She said as long as there's no price on love I'll stay

And you wouldn't want me any other way

We busked around the market towns pickin' fruit down in Kent

We could tinker lamps and pots or knives wherever we went

I said that we might settle down and get a few acres dug

A fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug

She said oh man you foolish man that surely sounds like hell

You might be lord of half the world you'll not own me as well

She was a rare thing fine as a beeswing

So fine a breath of wind might blow her away

She was a lost child she was runnin' wild

She said as long as there's no price on love I'll stay

And you wouldn't want me any other way

Last I hear she's sleeping out back on the Derby beat

White Horse in her hip pocket and a Wolfhound at her feet

They say she even married once to a man named Romany Brown

But even a gypsy caravan was too much settlin' down

They say her flower is faded now hard weather and hard booze

But maybe that's the price you pay for the chains that you refuse

She was a rare thing fine as a beeswing

And I miss her more than ever words could say

If I could just taste all of her wildness now

If I could hold her in my arms today

I wouldn't want her any other way

She was a rare thing fine as a beeswing

So fine a breath of wind might blow her away

She was a lost child she was runnin' wild

She said as long as there's no price on love I'll stay

And you wouldn't want me any other way

And you wouldn't want me any other way

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