INTRO:G C VERSE:G C I lit my purest candle close to myG C Window hoping it would catch the eyeG C Of any vagabond that passed it byAm G C G G And I waited in my lonely house VERSE:G C Before he came I felt him drawing nearG C And as he neared I felt thee ancient fearG C That he had come to my door and jeerAm G C G G And I waited in my fleeting houseCHORUS:D C Em C Tell me stories, I called to the hoboD C Em C Stories of old, I smiled to the hoboD C Em C Am Storie of cold, I wept to the hoboAm C G G As he stood before my fleeting house VERSE:G C No, said the hobo, no more tales of timeG C Don't ask me now to wash a-way the grimeG C I can't come in for it's too high a climbAm C G And he walked away from my lonely house CHORUS:D C Em C Then you be damned I screamed to the hoboD C Em C Turn into stone I cried to the hoboD C Em C Leave me alone I knelt to the hoboAm C G G And he walked away from my fleeting house OUTRO:G C I lit my purest candle close to myG C Window hoping it would catch the eyeG C Of any vagabond who passed it byAm C G G D C Em And I waited in my fleeting house
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