Intro G D C G
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Have you seen her run through the wild things
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D C C D
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Dropping behind her the child's things That she'll no longer need
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G G D
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Scattering like seeds they are discarded then
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D C C D
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Nothing can give them a life again They're comfort only when she bleeds
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CHORUS I
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G G C
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And strong winds are blowing through her hair
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C G C D
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I reach out to touch it but it's not there
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G C
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Strong winds are beating at her door
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D G C G
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Even with it locked they come back stronger than before
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And when she takes a walk into the early morning
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Somewhere inside you an early warning bell begins to ring
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And in the darkest night she takes a telescope
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Looks through the wrong end and loses hope Pointing at the nearest thing
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CHORUS 2
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And strong winds are blowing through her hair
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I reach, out to touch it but it's not there
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Strong winds are beating down our door
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Shaping our lives we never know what for
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And when she takes her place in the furniture
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The crystal vase and the rocking chair The chintz and china cups
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Then it's all reduced to a bill of sale
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She disappears with the merchandise You understand that well
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CHORUS 1 repeat (stronger than before repeated x3)
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STRONG WINDS Graham Parker
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Graham Parker |