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\beginsong{Wednesday morning, 3\,a.m}[by=Simon \& Garfunkel,cov=the-definitive]
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\cover
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\gtab{Do}{032010}
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\gtab{Lam}{002210}
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\gtab{Fa}{1:022100}
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\gtab{Mim}{022000}
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\gtab{Rém}{X00231}
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\gtab{Sol}{320003}
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\beginverse
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I can \[Do]hear the soft \[Lam]breathing of the \[Fa]girl that I \[Mim]love,
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As she \[Do]lies here be\[Rém]side me a\[Sol]sleep with the night
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And her \[Do]hair in a \[Lam]fine mist \[Fa]floats on my \[Mim]pillow
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Re\[Do]flecting the \[Rém]glow of the \[Fa]win\[Sol]ter moon\[Do]light
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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She is soft she is warm but my heart remains heavy,
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As I watch as her breasts gently rise, gently fall.
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For I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving,
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And tonight will be all I have left to recall.
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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Oh what have I done, why have I done it,
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I've committed a crime, broken the law.
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For twenty five dollars and pieces of silver,
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I held up and robbed a hard liquor store.
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion,
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A scene badly written in which I must play.
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And I know as I gaze at my young love beside me,
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The morning is just a few hours away.
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\endverse
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\endsong
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