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Capo: 2nd Fret
Well I've heaCrd those city sCingers singin aCbout how they canC love CDeepeCr than thCe oceans hCigher than the stars above Cwell I comCe from tChe counCtry and I know I ain't seen it all CBut I Cheard that Gsus4oceans salty and thCe stars they sometimes fall But Amthat would not Emdo justice Cto the way I feel for you So I Chave to singAm this Csong abouCt all the things I knew
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My love is dCeeper than the hoCller, stCronger thaCn the rivers EmHigher than the pCine treesAm growin? tallD upon the hill My loCve is pCurer thEman the snowflakCes that fall in late December And hAmonest Cas a robiCn on a springtimAme window sill And Amlonger than the sDong of the WhippCoorwill
CFrom the CbackroadsC to the bCroadway shows with a million miles between CThere's aC least Ca millCion love songs that people love to sing And Ameveryone is diEmfferent and everyone's the same so Cthis Cis just anAmother way oDf sayin the same thing
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