A Gift Of Roses (Jethro Tull)

		
F C G  
I count the hours, you count the days together,  
F G F //////  
we count the minutes in this passion play.  
F C G  
Walk dusty miles, and I ride that train,  
F C G F //////  
on a first class ticket, just to be with you again.  
 
(Chorus)  
D G D G  
Picking up tired feet, back from a far horizon,  
D G D C  
Cleaned up and brushed down, dressed to look the part.  
D G D G  
Fresh from God's garden, I bring a gift of roses  
D G D  
C  
to stand in sweet spring water and press them to your heart.  
 
F C G  
Like the Kipling cat, I walk alone,  
F C G F  
never inviting trouble, never casting the stone.  
C G  
But this badge of honour is of tarnished tin,  
F C G F  
light your guiding beacon to bring this fisher in.  
 
(Chorus)  
 
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