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DO DO7
As the Sun is sinking low,
FA FAm
And the evening's tucked in tow,
DO LAm SOL (G7)
On the horizon, my true love I see-e-e-e-eee.
DO DO7
She ain't fancy, she ain't fine
FA FAm
While her fingers number only nine
DO LAm FA SOL
She's the belle of the ball of the insurgency.
CHORUS
DO LAm
She's my Bandit Queen, laying beneath the moon
FA SOL
In a bandit cave, a blanket laid for two
DO LAm
If I could find a way to your hideaway by the sea
FA SOL7 DO
O Bandit Queen, steal away to me.
LAm
Somewhere on a mountain, by a starry water fountain
DO DO/SI
In an alcove hid by some trees
LAm
Amidst a pile of treasure, reclining at her leisure,
FA SOL
My ladylove sniffs at the breeze.
FA
And sitting up, she adjusts her turban
DO
And takes another swig from a bottle of bourbon
D7 G (off)
And listening to the whistling of the train in station
(no chord)
Odds are it will never reach its destination.
DO LAm
'Cause the Bandit Queen, astride her steed will ride
FA SOL DO
Oh, let me be the one to lay within your theivin' arms tonight.
[Instrumental and tap dance, not that hard to B.S.]
CHORUS
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