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*Capo 3* Intro: C - Fmaj7 - G x 2
I was Amborn in the heart of a hurricane Fmaj7season In the Ghouse where my mamma was Am7raised That Gold September wind feels just Fmaj7like a long lost friend And GI...
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I want to Crun through those cFmaj7ottonwoodG trees Fall Casleep in a Fmaj7big bed of Gfresh fallen leaves And in Amevery wind thatG blows there's aFmaj7 song of letting go G (C-Fmaj7]-G x 2) It's not goodbye, it's hello
Am Fmag7 When we met underneath the blue skies of summer
And those Gsummer skies turn into Am7fall That Gsweet September wind made usFmaj7 so much more than friends One GNight...
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And we Cran through thoseFmaj7 cottonwooGd trees We made Clove in a Fmaj7big bed oGf fresh fallen leaves And in Amevery wind thatG blows there's an Fmaj7innocence that knows It's not Ggoodbye, it's Chello
In the Fmaj7moment that one thing Gends Is the Fmaj7same time that one Gbegins And Amreturn as we Gmust We are Am7ashes to Emdus

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t,Fmaj7 amen.

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Solo: Am - Fmag7 - G - Am7 - G - Fmag7 - G
When the Amdays of my youth have all Fmaj7faded And the Gmemories are all that Am7remain Let that Gold September wind take me Fmaj7back to where I've been So GI...
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I can Crun through those Fmaj7cottonwood Gtrees And Cremember the Fmaj7smell of those Gfresh fallen leaves Now in Amevery wind that Gblows there's aFmaj7 part of me that knows G (C - Fmaj7 - G x 2) It's not goodbye, it's hello