Music by Elton John
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Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
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The grass in Ashfield Park is dying
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Where everybody dreams of deeds of crime
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And the Tartan Coloured Lady walks
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Behind the water colours of my mind
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And the Tartan Coloured Lady she is mine
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People speak of willow trees in autumn
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And my _____ doesn't fit her anymore
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And the Tartan Coloured Lady that I wanted
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Talked of this place an hour or so before
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And the Tartan Coloured Lady lost her _____
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So if your crystal window isn't broken
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And they've taken all the dust bins from your door
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Take yourself the Tartan Coloured Lady
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And smell the grass in Ashfield Park once more
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See the trees in Ashfield Park once more
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So I guess I'll read the comic books you've left me
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And play marbles on the floor
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And if the Tartan Coloured Lady calls me
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Just tell her I won't be home till four
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Tartan Coloured Lady
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| Elton John |
