All The Dogs Are Lying Down

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I saw prayers being made with plastic rosaries
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 Carpets laid, no thought for furniture...
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 All the dogs are lying down
 A
 All the dogs are lying...
 E                F#m
 All the dogs are lying down
 A
 All the dogs are lying...
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 As I crept wayward cracking bones
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 The steeple rose, the way unknown.
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 The steeple jarred I set me down
     F#m
 And listened to the furnished ground.
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 "She saith soft things," said one who lay -
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 I turned to see the one turn grey!
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 An ash-burnt brim with naught he wept
 F#m
 But to the ground my ear had bent.
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 "Say softer things than e'er," saith I
     F#m
 The while my horse had run a mile
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 And lying in the black I wept -
 F#m
 For ne'er a lad so wayward crept.
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 Listening hard I felt too young -
 F#m
 The waywards talk with older tongues...
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 E
 SCD WS ON!
 SCD WS UP!
 Bm
 LEFT C WN!
 LIP OUT!
 A
 Burned by day!
 Marooned by night!
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 Lost in a battle and found in a fight
 E
 Creep off ash-stained
 Bm
 Jump off, six lanes
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 One left and one gone!
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 None left and I'm gone!
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 I'm gone! I'm gone! I'm gone!
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      A               E       A       E
I saw prayers being made with plastic rosaries
A          E      A           E
 Carpets laid, no thought for furniture...
 E                F#m
 All the dogs are lying down
 A
 All the dogs are lying...
 E                F#m
 All the dogs are lying down
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 All the dogs are lying...