Winter City Ghosts

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E        022100
C#m      x46654
A        002220

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G#m                                     E
She wanted to go out late to see the outskirts of the city
        G#m                            E
On the city walls above here late one night.
               G#m                               E
Through the snowstorms in the distance we could see the way the world curved
         G#m                               E
And the bonfire glow of lights from other towns.

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The snowfall it came sooner than anyone could've predicted and I Pulled your hand inside my jacket sleeve
        G#m                       E
In the other hand I held the tiny pinecone in my pocket,
           G#m                              E
Which was closed up like a shellfish in my hand.

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G#m                                E
I'm not fooling you I don't know anyone in this city,
       G#m                                  E
And I don't know you, you don't really know me
        G#m                              E                              G#m                             E
But I wanted you to stay here more that anyone could've predicted as I held your hand inside my jacket sleeve.

G#m                                      E
The soft shoes of the tourists made the whole place jump with static,
           G#m                              E
from the starlit ballrooms not too far from here.
      G#m                                 E
The lights on in tall buildings they were blinking in the distance
        G#m                                 E
like a morse code signal from the wind and trees.

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E C#m x5
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C#m                                    E
She wanted to go out late to see the outskirts of the city
        C#m                             E
On the city walls above here late one night.
            C#m                               E
Through the snowstorms all around us we could see the way the world curved
         C#m                               E
And the bonfire glow of lights from other towns

G#m                                      E
And I wanted you to stay here more than anyone could've predicted
       G#m                               E
And I pulled your hand inside my jacket sleeve.
       G#m                          E
In the other hand I held the tiny pinecone in my pocket,
               G#m                               E
Which was still closed up like a shellfish in my hand.

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