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Dthe wind changed, the first day that you cGame through
Dcut the corn, washed it clean
Gnow everything that's ever gone BmbeforeA, is justG a blur
it's Bmall beAcause of you
Dand now I find, this cities like a sGtranger to me
DI once was fooled by cadillacs and Ghoney
but no one feels likBme you A
not liGke you
not Bmlike youA
not lGike you G/F
EmcauGse even though the G/Fflower fades something Gtakes its place
G/Fa marching band on Ema sGunny day, twoG/F pretty eyes or aG pretty face G
Dthen in the EmforGest i Gmade my home D
lay down on EmharGd and aGncient stone D
then if my EmheaGrt should Gsomehow stopG/F
I'll hang Emon,G to the Ghope
that you're not too Dlate G
that you're not tooD late G
and there are times i know when I will have to chase you
the further from my side you go, the longing grows
and though i hate this, I'll still want you,
I will hate this, but I'll still want you
even though the flower dies somethings by it's side
a helping hand or a kiss goodbye, to ease it on it's way
CDCDBmF#mEmGGEmGG
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