Am G D Am
She's a dancer in the garden.
Em G D Am
And she dances with the flowers.
Em Am G D Am
In the early morning hours.
Am G D Am
When the wind shifts,
Am G D Am
And the fog drifts,
Am G D Am
She's a dancer.
Am G D Am
She's a dancer and she knows it.
Em G D Am
Everywhere she goes she shows it.
Em Am G D Am
Condescending, not pretending.
Am G D Am
No regretting,
Am G D Am
Nor forgetting,
Am G D Am
She's a dancer.
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And on my early morning walks I often find her.
Am D G D Am D G D Am
I sit pretending that I'm looking at the paper.
Am G D Am
And when people stop to watch her.
Em G D Am
She pretends she doesn't see them.
Am Em Am G D Am
Doesn't need them, and where she goes,
Am G D Am
There the wind blows.
Am G D Am
Though it's only,
Am G D Am
With the flowers,
Am G D Am
That she dances.
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