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Em7I took each wAmord Em7she sAmaid as gDospel truth
DmThe way a E7silly G/Blittle cEm7hild wAmould.
Em7I can't exAmcuse itEm7 on the groDunds of youth,
DmI was no bGabe Em7in the Dmwild, Dm7wild wAmood.
FShe didn't Ammean it,Cdim I should have sAmeen it,
ButFdim now iGt's too lCate.C/B A7 Gdim Dm7 D7 G5
I thD7ought I'd found the giGrl of my dreG7ams,
Cm7 Now it Fdimseems,Cm7 this is Chow the Edimsto - G#7ry eG7nds --
GShe's Am7gonna Gdimturn me dGown and C9say,
"FmCan'tFdim we be friCends?"Edim Dm7 Fdim G
I thD7ought for once it cGouldn't go wG7rong,
Cm7Not for Fdimlong,Cm7 I can seCe the Edimway thG#7is enG7ds --
GShe's Am7gonna Gdimturn me dGown and C9say, "FmCan'tFdim we be friCends?"
FWhy Fdim should I Fmcare tCdimhough Dm7she gCave Gme Fdimthe aCir,
CWhy shE7ould I crAy, Em7 heave a sigh,A7
A7And wonder whD7y, and won Em7- der D7why? G
I thoD7ught I found the gal GI could trust,G7
Cm7Whatta buFdimst, thCm7is is howC the sEdimtory eG#7nds G7
GShe's gAm7onna tuGdimrn me downG and say,C9 "Can'tFm we beFdim friends?" C
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