🎶 GOLDWING

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Intro: He hath come to the bosom of his beloved
Smiling on him, she beareth him to highest heav'n
With yearning heart
On thee we gaze, O' gold-wing'd messenger of mighty Gods
[Eb]
[Eb]Goldwing angel
[Eb]Go home, don't tell
[Eb]Anyone what you are
[Eb]You're sacred and they're starved
[Eb]And their art is gettin' dark
[Eb]And there you are to tear apart
[Eb]Tear apart, tear apart, tear apart

You better keep your head [D#m]down-down
Da-da- [F#]down-down, da-da- [Eb]down-down
Better keep your head [D#m]down-down
Da-da- [F#]down-down, da-da- [Eb]down-down

[Eb]They're gonna tell you what you wanna hear
[Eb]Then they're gonna disappear
[Eb]Gonna claim you like you a souvenir
[Eb]Just to sell you in a year

You better keep your head [D#m]down-down
Da-da- [F#]down-down, da-da- [Eb]down-down
Keep your head [D#m]down-down (Down)
Da-da- [F#]down-down, da-da- [Eb]down-down
Better keep your head [D#m]down-down
Da-da- [F#]down-down, da-da- [Eb]down-down
Keep your head [D#m]down-down
Da-da- [F#]down-down, da-da- [Eb]down-down

That's good!⠀
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