A Bm
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An Eskimo showed me a movie
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D A
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he'd recently taken of you
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A Bm
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The poor man could hardly stop shivering
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D E
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his lips and his fingers were blue
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F#m C#m
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I suppose that he froze when the wind
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D A
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took your clothes and I guess he just never got warm
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Bm G
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But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice
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Bm A G A
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oh please let me come into the storm
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