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Feel this wind blow scatters all these leaves like paper rain#
A F#m D E
Feel these days roll back into our winter lives again #
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The tangle at the garden fence is brown and dry #
F#m7 D E
You call me out and point to your November sky #
A E
I musta been Ghandi or Buddha or someone like that #
D E
I musta saved lives by the hundreds everywhere I went#
A E
I musta gave rest to the restless fed the hungry too #
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I musta done something great to get to have you #