Ed Sheeran — Hands Of Gold

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He rode through the streets of the city
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Down from his hill on high
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О'er the winds and the steps and the cobble
G                     D
He rode to a woman's sigh
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For she was his secret treasure
G                     D
She was his shame and his bliss
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And a chain and a keep are nothing
G                     D
Compared to a woman's kiss

Am                   C
For hands of gold are always cold
G                     D
But a woman's hands are warm
Am                   C
For hands of gold are always cold
G                     D
But a woman's hands are warm