Misc Your Songs - Sam deluca - musical medley

^C"Toot, toot, Tootsie, Goo' ^D7Bye! ^G7Toot, toot, Tootsie, don't ^Ccry, ^CThe choo choo train that ^Dm7takes ^G7me, ^G7Away from ^Dm7you ^G7no ^Cwords can ^Ebdimtell ^Dm7how sad it ^G7makes me,

I could^F while away the hours co^Gm7nferrin' with the flowers, consultin' with the^F rain And my ^Gm7head I'd be scratchin' while my ^C7thoughts were busy hatchin' If I o^Fnly had a brain

'Cause I'm s^Finging in the rain, just s^Cinging in the rain What a glor^Emious feelin', I'm h^Amappy again. I'^Fm laughing at clouds so d^Cark up above. I'm s^Eminging-singing in the- ^Am

Do^G(e), a deer, a female deer, R^De, a drop of golden sun, Mi, a ^Gname I call myself, Fa(r),^D a long long way to run. Sol, a^G needle^G7 pulling thread^C, La, a ^Anote ^A7to follow sol, ^D Ti, I^B7 drink with jam and bread^Em, that will bring us ^Cback ^Dto ^{G D7}

^D... ^{G A G D}... ^{G A G D} Summer lo^Gvin', ha^Ad me a blast ^{G D} Summer ^Glovin', ^Ahappened so f^Gast ^D Met a ^Ggirl, ^Acrazy for m^Be ^E Met a ^Aboy, ^Ecute as can b^Ae

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^{A7 D} Summer ^Gdays, ^Adrifting aw^Bay But ^Emoh, oh, those ^Asummer ni^Dghts ^{D/A D/B D/C#}

^EmIn sleep, he ^Amsang to m^De In dreams, he ^Emcame That voice which c^Amalls to me ^D And speaks my n^Emame And do I d^Amream again^D For now, I ^Emfind The P^Chantom of the Opera is th^Amere Inside my m^Emind

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And to ^Fthink I compla^Dmined Bb E7sus - E - G/A -- -- Of that dull provincial town ^AI've heard it sa^Gid That people c^Dome into our lives for a re^Gason Bringing som^Dething we must le^Aarn

who h^Delp us most to grow If we ^Clet them And we h^Gelp them in r^Aeturn ^GWell, I don't k^Dnow if I be^Alieve that's t^Drue But I ^Amknow I'm who I am to^Cday ^GBecause I knew y^Aou...

^E Back to the sun ^A Back to the shore Back to who^C#m I was before ^G#m Lie on the ^Abeach, dream within ^Breach Don't stray b^C#meyond ^{E/G# G}Some girls fight ^Chard, Some face the ^Bm/Dtrial, some girls were ^Emjust meant to smile

^FThere are moments that the words don't reach ^C There is suffering too terrible to ^Dmname You hold your child as tight as you c^Bban

The moments when you're in so ^Cdeep It feels easier to just swim ^Dmdown The Hamiltons move up^Bbtown

^DmForgiveness ^Bb Can you imagine? ^FIf you see him in the street ^CWalking by her side, talking by her side Have ^Dmpity ^BbThey are going through the unimagi^Fnable