A
Perfect Indian
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Dm Am Dm
A Perfect Indian is he
Dm Am Dm
Remembering him life is sweet
F C
Like a weeping willow
Dm Am
His face on my pillow
Dm Am Dm
Comes to me still in my dreams
Dm Am Dm
And there I saw a young baby
Dm Am Dm
A beautiful daughter was she
F C
A face from a painting
Dm Am
Red cheeks and teeth aching
Dm Am Dm
Her eyes like a wild Irish sea
Dm Am Dm
On a table in her yellow dress
Dm Am Dm
For a photograph feigned happiness
F C Dm Am
Why in my life is that the only time
Dm Am Dm
That any of you will smile at me
F C Dm Am
I'm sailing on this terrible ocean
Dm Am Dm
I've come for my self to retrieve
Dm Am Dm C
Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children
Dm Am Dm
And there's only one way to be free
He's shy and he speaks quietly
He's gentle and he seems to me
Like the elf-arrow
His face worn and harrowed
Is he a daydreamer like me
I'm sailing on this terrible ocean
I've come for my self to retrieve
Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children
And there's only one way to be free
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