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GSome folks Bb9were meant to liveG in clover
ButG they aBb9re such a cAm7hosen D7few
AnGd clover, bCmeing grGeen, is somG6ething I've never seen
'CausGe I Cm7was born to D9be blD7ue
WheGn thereBb9's a yellow moGon above me
TheGy say Bb9that moon beamAm7s I shoD7uld view
ButG moon beamCms, being Ggold, G6are something I can't behold
'CauGse I wAm7as born D7to beG blue
Am7When I mD7et you, Am7the world was briD7ght and sunny
Am7When youD9 left, tD7he curtaiGn fell
E7I want to A7laugh, but E7nothing stA7rikes me funny
A7Now my worAm7ld's a fadD9ed Am7pastD7el
Well, GI guess Bb9I'm luckier thanG some folks
GI've knownBb9 the thrill ofAm7 lovinD7g you
AGnd that aloCmne is morGe thanG6 I was created for
'CauGse I wAm7as born D7to bGe blue
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