Willow Smith - November 9th

^ABaby ^F#mgirl, I ^Emaj7know you're ^A6tired ^ADon't let ^F#mthe world put ^Emaj7out your ^E6sus4fire ^ATake my ^F#mhand and ^Emaj7you will ^A6see ^ASadness and ^F#manger aren't ^Emaj7everything ^E6sus4

^ABaby ^F#mboy don't ^Emaj7lose your ^A6sweetness ^ADon't think your ^F#mhumanity ^Emaj7equals ^E6sus4weakness ^ATake my ^F#mhand and ^Emaj7you shall ^A6see ^ASuppression and ^F#mpain are not ^Emaj7everything^A6

^ALittle ^F#mrock up ^Emaj7in the ^A6sky ^AJust know we're ^F#msick and a^Emaj7sking "Wh^A6y?" ^ALittle ^F#mball falls ^Emaj7though the ^A6void ^AIt holds us ^F#mtogether and ^Emaj7endures our ^A6choices