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          Fsus2          Am7       Cmaj7/B      C 
          Fsus2          Am7     G C/G G 

          Fsus2          Am7       Cmaj7/B      C 
She's got brass pipes- comin' up her spine  
          Fsus2          Am7     G C/G G 
She's got stained glass window eyes  
          Fsus2          Am7       Cmaj7/B      C 
She's got a choir inside her  
          Fsus2          Am7     G C/G G 
She's got a reason to sing  
  
          Fsus2          Am7       Cmaj7/B      C 
She's got chapped lips- she got deep hips 
          Fsus2          Am7     G C/G G 
She's got her mamma's southern drawl  
          Fsus2          Am7       Cmaj7/B      C 
And she don't worry- and she don't hurry  
          Fsus2          Am7     G C/G G 
She knows how to sing the blues  
  
Fsus2          C     G             Am7  G 
And things are better when we're together  
Fsus2           C              G  
These days turn into something more  
Fsus2   C            G             Am7  G 
Never knowing why or where we're going  
            Fsus2  C              G 
But we are, we are going all the way!  
  
        Am      Em      C/F 
So I'll try not to forget that it's  
   G                Am           Cmaj7/B      C/F 
No coincidence that my hand fits perfectly in yours  
      Am      Em           C/F  G 
These little melodies will be a symphony  
   Am             Cmaj7/B         C/F 
The spirit is composing in our bones  
Am              Cmaj7/B           C/F 
    We were not meant to be alone  
  
          Fsus2          Am7       Cmaj7/B      C 
You are my sunshine- you are my red wine  
          Fsus2          Am7     G C/G G 
You are my reason to sing 
          Fsus2          Am7       Cmaj7/B      C  
And if that day comes, when a song is not enough  
          Fsus2          Am7     G C/G G 
I will learn to paint  
  
Fsus2          C     G             Am7  G 
And things are better when we're together  
Fsus2           C              G  
These days turn into something more  
Fsus2   C            G             Am7  G 
Never knowing why or where we're going  
            Fsus2  C              G 
But we are, we are going all the way!  
  
        Am      Em      C/F 
So I'll try not to forget that it's  
   G                Am           Cmaj7/B      C/F 
No coincidence that my hand fits perfectly in yours  
      Am      Em           C/F  G 
These little melodies will be a symphony  
   Am             Cmaj7/B         C/F 
The spirit is composing in our bones  
Am              Cmaj7/B           C/F 
    We were not meant to be alone 
  
Fsus2          Am7       Cmaj7/B      C 
Fsus2          Am7     G C/G G