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Capo: 3
Capo : 3rd Fret | |: Measure of 4-Counts. |% |: Repeat the previous Chord of 4-Counts. Intro: |D |G |: x4 Verse: 1 |D |G |D |G | Well I've heard those city singers singin' 'bout how they can love. D |G |D |G Deeper than the oceans higher than the stars a-bove. |D |G |D |G Well I come from the country and I know I ain't seen it all. |D |G |D |G But I heard that ocean's salty and the stars they sometimes fall. |Em |% |Bm |% And that would not do justice to the way I feel for you. |G |Em |G |A |% So I had to sing a song about all the things I knew. Chorus: |D |G |D |G | My love is deeper than the holler, stronger than the river. Bm |G |Em |A Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill. |D |G |D Bm |F#m My love is purer than the snowflakes, that fall in late De-cember. |Em |D |G |% And honest as a robin on a springtime window sill. |Em |A |% | And longer than the song of a whippoorwi-ll. Interlude: |D |G |Em |A Verse: 2
From the baDck-roads to the BrGoadway shows with a milDlion miles betweGen There's a leDast a million loGve songs that peDople love to siGng
And eveEmryone is different and everBmyone's the same An' thGis is just anoEmther way of saGyin' the same thAing
Chorus:
My love is deeDper than the hollGer, stroDnger than the rivGer HiBmgher than the piGne trees growin' tEmall upon the hiAll
My love is puDrer than the snowGflakes that faDll in lBmate DeceF#mmber And hoEmnest as a roDbin on a spriGngtime window sill
And loEmnger than the soAng of a whippoorwill
D G Em A x2
My love is deDeper than the holGler, strDonger than the riGver HiBmgher than the piGne trees growin' tEmall upon the hiAll
My love is puDrer than the snowGflakes that faDll in lBmate DeceF#mmber And hoEmnest as a roDbin on a spriGngtime window sill
And loEmnger than the soAng of a whippoorwill
D G Em A
A whippoorDwill G Em A D