G If there?s a blue moon over Kentucky G There?s a chance we?ll get outta head C7 There?s still a chance we?ll land on our feet here D# With our illusions barried in dead G Oh Angeline, you really got something G Something that keeps calling me C7 You were the bright spot outside my window D# You were the last leave on my tree G D# G Angeline, Angeline G Oh I could tell I really could love you G And that scared the hell out of me C7 When I saw the look in your eyes there D# I faced the truth reluctantly G D# G G My Angeline, my Angeline, my Angeline Em Cm Every night I will stand by your side Em A Every day I must wear a disguise Am G You know I still love you anyway Am G D E Oh you know I still love you anyway A Oh Angeline you told me something A That I remember to this day D7 You said as everybody gets older F They grow more kinky in their own way A Oh Angeline you were scared of nothing A Atleast nothing you couldn?t face D7 But you can't stop the clock here F Not even with your bag of tricks A F A F A F My Angeline, my Angeline, oh Angeline A F A F A F My Angeline, Angeline, Angeline
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