Accords et paroles Back-Door Angels Jethro Tull

Back-Door Angels

Jethro Tull

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In and out of the front door ran twelve back-door angels.         
Their hair was a golden-brown ---  
they didn't see me wink my eye.     
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`Tis said they put we men to sleep with just a whisper  
And touch the heads of dying dogs --- and make them linger.     
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They carry their candles high --- and they light the dark hours.  
And sweep all the country clean  with pressed and scented wild-flowers.  
Solo (I haven't tried too hard here):  
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They grow all their roses red    and paint our skies blue ---  
drop one penny in every second bowl ---  
make half the beggars lose    
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why do the faithful have such a will to believe in something?  
And call it the name they choose
having chosen nothing.      
 Solo :
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       (Something like this for "Think I'll sit down...")  
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  -0-------0----------------0--------0-3          1    -0--3-0-  
  -0-------0----------------0--------0-2          0    -0--2-0-  
  -X-------X----------------X--------X-0          2    -2--0-2-  
  -2-slide-7----------------9--------7-           3    -2----2-  
  -0-------0----------------0--------0--          -    -0----0-  
Think I'll sit down and invent some fool --- some Grand Court Jester.   
And next time the die is cast he'll throw a six or two.    
In and out of the back-door ran one front-door angel  
Her hair was a golden-brown --- she smiled and I think she winked her eye.

Back-Door Angels

Jethro Tull

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