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Sunday Shoes

Lady Lamb the Beekeeper

Anto 3 Lady Lamb the Beekeeper Sunday Shoes
Standard tuning
Capo 7

Intro:
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  You scuffed your sunday shoes when you leapt the fence
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  to chase the wolves from your baby sister.
                    
  Who was eating dirt in the flowerbed
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  near the house where your mother hung her head
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and wept for the lord to fill her up like
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buttermilk pancakes at sunday brunch. 

Intro (x2)

                        
  the town was swept away in oceans of praise
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  with talk about how we re headed home.
                          
  and how we ll all be held in the arms of
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  the most selfless love
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and the good that we have done is already written down
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and we shall all become a phenomenon.

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  you scuffed your sunday shoes when you leapt the fence
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  to save your sister from those hungry wolves,
                                                
  but you fell the wrong way, yeah you broke your leg
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and now the animals are turning their heads, they re turning
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no, now they re turning back. they re turning back.
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to take you to their den and lick your bones,
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to take you down to their home and kiss all on your bones
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but don t be afraid to go with them,
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  don t be afraid to be carried home.
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the sky, it will open up, it will swallow you whole
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but don t worry my love; it will feel so nice on your soul.
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so nice on your soul.

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  and you will be laid to rest by gentle hands.
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  and you will be sorely missed by your mother and your father and you,
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you, you will become your most favorite color,
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you, you will become your most favorite color
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  like the dinosaurs, discovered, then laid to rest.
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  like the dinosaurs, puzzled over, then laid to rest.
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  like the dinosaurs, pieced back together, and laid to rest,
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so don t you fret for your baby sister now.

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