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Intro Bbm Bbm I'm tired of saying Ab That I won't get lost ever again Gb Bbm Who knows, maybe I will And everywhere I go There I'll be Ab With a rusty old rake in a pile of leaves Gb Bbm Oh my, truly daunting Gb But my blue eyes Bbm Cannot see Gb Bbm That their real hue is probably green Gb Ab I should keep records of these things Gb Ab Bbm And I'll know what yesterdays bring I'm, I'm not really sure Ab But I'm starting to think that I've been here before Gb Who knows Bbm Maybe I have And everywhere I went Ab There I was with a choir of bees They were all a buzz Gb Bbm Oh my, how amusing But my blue eyes Cannot see That their real hue is probably green I should keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterdays bring [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/l/lissie/264485.html ] But... Bbm Ab One time, there was this one time Gb Bbm When I swore God, she spoke to me Bbm Ab And she told me, oh yes she told me Gb Bbm Of all the wonder that she could bring And I said, Bb, Ab Gb Won't you, won't you fill me up with it, won't you fill me up with it, Won't you fill me Bbm Ab Gb Won't you, won't you fill me up with it, why don't you fill me up with it, Why don't you fill me Bbm Ab Gb Won't you, won't you fill me up with it, why do't you fill me up with it, Bbm Ab Gb Bbm Why don't you fill me But my blue eyes Cannot see That their real hue is probably green I should keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterdays bring I am always here with me And I'll know what yesterdays bring |