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aAngie, E₇oh GAngie,
When will those Bdark clouds F Cdissaspear.
aAngie, E₇Angie, Gwhere Bwill it Flead us from Chere.

With no Gloving in our souls
And no Bmoney in our F Ccoats.
You can't Fsay we're Gsatisfied.
But a E₇Angie, GAngie, you Bcan't say we Fnever Ctried.

aAngie, you're E₇ Gbeautiful,
But ain't it Btime we Fsaid Cgoodbye,
a E₇Angie, I still love Gyou
Remember Ball those Fnights we Ccried.

All the Gdreams we held so close,
Seemed to Ball go up in Fsmoke.
CLet me fwhisper in Gyour ear.
a E₇Angie, GAngie, where will it Blead Fus from Chere.

Oh, GAngie, don't you weep,
All your Bkisses still taste Fsweet.
CI hate that Fsadness in your Geyes.
But, a E₇Angie, GAngie, ain't it Btime to Fsay cgoodbye.

With no Gloving in our souls
And no Bmoney in our Fcoats.
CYou can't Fsay we're Gsatisfied.
But dAngie, I still love you, ababy,
dEverywhere I look I see your aeyes.
dThere ain't a woman that comes aclose to you.
CCome on Fbaby, dry your Geyes.

aBut, E₇Angie, Angie, Gain't it Bgood to Fbe Calive.
aAngie, oh E₇ GAngie, they can't Bsay we Fnever Ctried.