Cavetown - Lemon boy

There o^Amnce was a bitter sweet man and they called him Lemo^Abn Boy. He was gr^Ab5owing in my garden and I pulled him out by his h^Fmair, like a we^Bm*ed. And l^Amike weeds do he only came and grew back ag^Abain. So I fi^Ab5gured this time I might as well let him b^Fme. ^Bm*

^Ab5Lemon Boy and ^Amme started to get a^Ablong, toge^Ab5ther. I ^Ab5helped him palnt his s^Ameeds, and we mow the l^Abawn, in bad we^Ab5ather. It's ^Ab5actually pretty ^Ameasy being n^Abice to a ^Ab5bitter ^Bm*boy like h^Ab5im. So I got m^Bm*yself a citrus fr^Amiend.

But ^Amsoon his bitter sweet started to rub off o^Abn me. You'd think sm^Ab5elling like lemon zest would^Fm be pretty n^Bm*eat. I f^Amoud out that my friends were more of the s^Abavoury tipe, and they w^Ab5eren't too keen on compromising with a ^Fmnice lemon p^Bm*ie.

So, ^Ab5Lemon Boy and ^Amme, we just gotta g^Abet along, ^Ab5together. I ^Ab5helped him palnt his s^Ameeds, and we mow the l^Abawn, in bad we^Ab5ather. It's ^Ab5actually pretty ^Ameasy being n^Abice to a ^Ab5bitter ^Bm*boy like h^Ab5im. So I got m^Bm*yself a citrus fr^Amiend.

But ^Amwhat if I run out fertil^Abizer? ^Ab5What if the clouds run out o^C6/Af rain? ^Ab5What if lemon boy won't grow no l^Amonger? ^AbWhat if beaches dry of sugar c^Ab5ane? Oh^C6/A, well. ^AmThe waves start to beach themselves. ^AbTortoises tear away from their sp^Ab5ines. It happens all the t^C6/Aime, it happens all the ti^Amme. ^Ab(Ooo..^Ab5.) ^{C6/A Ab5}Lemon Boy an ^AmI, we're gonna li^Abve, forev^Ab5er. (Like S^Ab5nufkin and Little ^AmMy, we're gonna r^Abun, whereve^Ab5r.)

^Ab5Lemon Boy and ^AmI, we're gonna li^Abve, forev^Ab5er. Like S^Ab5nufkin and Little ^AmMy, we're gonna r^Abun, whereve^Ab5r. It's ^Ab5actually pretty ^Ameasy being n^Abice to a ^Ab5bitter ^Bm*boy like h^Ab5im. 'Cause we're the bitterest boy in ^Bm*town. Yeah^Ab5, we're the bitterest guys ar^Bm*ound. So I got m^Bm*yself a citrus fri^Amend.