Ben Rector - When she comes around

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When ^Fshe comes ar^Found, I'll be ^Gready When ^Fshe comes ar^Found, I'll be ^Gstrong Since^F she's been ^Faround, let me^G be forgetting The ^Amreasons s^Ghe's been ^Fgone ^{F F Am G}

^FAnd my mem^Fory, it^F works in spit^Ge ^FIt's been ^Fremembering more ^Gwrong than ^Fright ^FMy heart b^Feats li^Fke an anchor f^Gilled ^FFilled wit^Fh the memories ^Gthat bind my ^Fwill

When ^Fshe comes ar^Found, I'll be ^Gready When ^Fshe comes ar^Found, I'll be ^Gstrong Since^F she's been ^Faround, let me^G be forgetting The ^Amreasons s^Ghe's been ^Fgone ^{F F Am G}

'Cause now she's h^Fome ^{F F G} F F G F