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Hollies - Marigold; Gloria Swansong
INTRO:
The book I bought yesterday
I started to read
I found a small marigold
Pressed between leaves
And in that small marigold
Well I found a note
Saying "Please won't you write to me
'Cause I'm so alone"
CHORUS:
So I'm going to write back today
Yes I'm going to write right away____
I started 'Dear Marigold'
Not knowing her name
I just had to write to you
'Cause I feel the same
You sound like that marigold
That I found today
The beauty was there to be found
But fading away
CHORUS:
So I'm writing to you today
Yes I'm writing to you right away____
As I started writing
Well what can I say?
I got to thinking
Where are you today?
Brown leather cover
Ripped tattered and torn
It's been such a long long time
Since the flower was born
CHORUS:
There's no need to write back today
I'm not going to write right away____
Just like a swan she is gliding
Drifting from here unto there
She has no thoughts of dying
Winter does not mean despair
Warm summer nights left behind her
Thinking of things that she's done
Once were her friends all around her
But now she is only one
BRIDGE:
Swan swan keep your feet off the ground
Keep flying around it's lonely you've found
You were left on your own
You didn't do right not to take off and fly
When your friends left that night
INSTRUMENTAL:
BRIDGE:
Swan swan keep your feet off the ground
Keep flying around it's lonely you've found
You were left on your own
You didn't do right not to take off and fly
When your friends left that night
Someday I know you'll see something
That will bring back the memories of gold
You'll meet the friends that did leave you
No more to be left in the cold
And just like a swan you'll be gliding
Drifting from here unto there
You'll have no thoughts of dying
'Cause winter did not mean despair
(moins de barrés)