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Candle In The Wind 1997

G                                   C
Goodbye England’s rose, may you evergrow in our hearts. 
                       G                                  C
You were the grace thatplaced itself where lives were tornapart.
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You called out to ourcountry, and you whispered tothose in pain.
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Now you belong to heaven, and the stars spell out your name.

          D                                      G             C
R: And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind. 
         G                               D
   Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in. 
            C                                     Emi
   And your footsteps will always fall here along England’s greenest hills. 

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   Your candle burned out long before, your legend ever will. 

   Loveliness we’ve lost, these empty days without your smile 
   This torch we’ll always carry for our nation’s golden child. 
   And even though we try, the truth brings us to tears. 
   All our words cannot express the joy you brought us through the years. 

R: 

   Goodbye England’s rose, may you ever grow in our hearts 
   You were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart. 
   Goodbye England’s rose, from a country lost without your soul 
   Who’ll miss the wings of your compassion more than you will ever know. 

          D                                      G             C
   And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind. 

         G                               D
   Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in.
           C                                      Emi
   And your footsteps will always fall here along England’s greenest hills. 

   G                      D                C
   Your candle burned out long before, your legend ever will. 

   C                              Emi
   And your footsteps will always fall here along England’s greenest hills. 

   G                      D                 C
   Your candle burned out long before, your legend ever will.