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C The drGought was the very waorst, ahF, ah
CGaF When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst
CGaF It was months, and months of back and forth
CGaF You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore
C1C0 months sober, I must admit
FJFust because you're clean don't mean you don't miss it
C1C0 months older I won't give in
FNFow that I'm clean I'm never gonna risk it
CGaF The drought was the very worst, ah, ah
CGaF When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst