Tom: C 

    C                                     F
1. Goodbye England's Rose, may you ever      grow in our hearts,
                              C                                   F
    you were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart.
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    You called out to our country, and you whispered     to those in pain,
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    now you belong to heaven and the stars spell out your name
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And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind
       C                               G
Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in
          F                                     Am
And your footsteps will always fall here along England's greenest hills  -
      C                 G                        F           C - G
Your candle burned out long before   ===   your legend ever will
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2.  Loveliness we've lost, those empty days    without your smile,
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    this torch we'll always carry for a nation's golden child.
                        C             F
    And even though we try, === the truth brings us to tears,
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    all our words cannot express the joy you brought us through the years.

 + REFR.
      C                                    F
3.  Goodbye England's Rose, may you ever     grow in our hearts,
                              C                                   F
    you were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart.
      C                                          F
    Goodbye England's Rose, from a country lost     without your soul,
                                     C                                F
    who'll miss the wings of your compassion more than you will ever know 

+ REFR.
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+  And your footsteps will always fall here along England's greenest hills  -
          F                 G                F               - C
    Your candle burned out long before your legend ever will