Hands Of Gold
Peter Hollens
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Am He rode through the streets of the city G Em Down from his hill on high Am O'er the winds and the steppes and the cobbles G Em He rode to a woman's side Am For she was his secret treasure G Em She was his shame and his bliss Am And a chain and a keep are nothing Em G Compared to a woman's kiss F G For hands of gold are always cold Am Em F But a woman's hands are warm F G For hands of gold are always cold Am Em Am But a woman's hands are warm Am And there he stood with sword in hand G Em The Last of Darry's ten Am And red the grass beneath his feet G Em and red his banner's bright Am And red the glow of the setting sun G Em that bathe him in its light Am "Come one, come on", the great lord called, Em G "my sword is hungry still". F G And with the cry of savage rage Am Em F they swarmed across the rill F G And with the cry of savage rage Am Em Am they swarmed across the rill Am He rode through the streets of the city G Em Down from his hill on high Am O'er the winds and the steppes and the cobbles G Em He rode to a woman's side Am For she was his secret treasure G Em She was his shame and his bliss Am And a chain and a keep are nothing Em G Compared to a woman's kiss F G For hands of gold are always cold Am Em F But a woman's hands are warm F G For hands of gold are always cold Am Em F But a woman's hands are warm F G For hands of gold are always cold Am Em F But a woman's hands are warm F G For hands of gold are always cold Am Em Am But a woman's hands are warm
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