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There are four black horses
With eyes of flaming red
Their rovers are tied with ribbing
All around my baby's head

¡¤The bells are ringing And their sail is going to sea

Yes I know why they're ringing
They ring on for me
Oh yea

I wish I could see my baby
This can't happen to me
No, .....

Baby please forgive me
I know I've caused you pain
I'll place your tears with diamonds
Just to see your face again

( Repeat ^ )

Ashes into ashes
Dust to dust
Ashes into ashes

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Bells
James Brown



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