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+{t:Kashmir}
+{st:Led Zepplin}
+{key:D}
+
+Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
+I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
+To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
+They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
+
+Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
+But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
+Oh, oh.
+
+Oh, I been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin'
+I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
+
+All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
+And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
+Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.
+
+Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
+Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
+My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
+Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir.
+
+Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
+With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
+Ohh.
+
+When I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah
+When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
+
+Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down...
+Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
+Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
+
+Let me take you there. Let me take you there
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