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Those Dancing Days Are Gone

Carla Bruni

Ton : CCapo 1English
CoFme let me siAng into your eBbar
Those daCncing days are goFne
All that siAlk and satin geBbar
CrCouch upon a stone Dm 
Wrapping that foul body uGp
InC as foul a rag
FI carry the D(sus2)sun in a golden cupG 
The moCon in a silver bag (x2)
CuFrse as you mAay I sing it thBbrough
What maCtter if the knaFve
That the moAst could pleasure yBbou
The chCildren that he gave Dm 
Are somewhere sleeping like a toGp
UnCder a marble flag?
FI carry the D(sus2)sun in a golden cupG 
The moCon in a silver bag (x2)
CoFme let me sing inAto your earBb 
I thought it out this very dCay
Noon upon the cloFck
All that silk and saAtin gearBb 
A man may put pretence aCway
Who leans upon a stickDm 
May sing and sing until he dropG 
WChether to maid or hag
FI carry the D(sus2)sun in a golden cupG 
The moCon in a silver bag (x2)
F A Bb C 

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