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by David Crosby, Guerilla
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Guinnevere had green eyes
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Like yours, mi'lady like yours
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When she'd walk down
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Through the garden
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In the morning after it rained
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Peacocks wandered aimlessly
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Underneath an orange tree
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Why can't she see me?
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Guinnevere
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Drew pentagrams
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Like yours, mi'lady like yours
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Late at night
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When she thought
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that no one was watching at all
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She shall be free
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As she turns her gaze
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Down the slope
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to the harbor where I lay
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Anchored for a day
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Guinnevere
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Had golden hair
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Like yours, mi'lady like yours
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Streaming out when we'd ride
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Through the warm wind down by the bay
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Yesterday
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Seagulls circle endlessly
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I sing in silent harmony
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We shall be free
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Guinevere
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| Crosby & Nash |
