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Ive Got rip[D]pling waters to wake me
To be m[D7]ore than my woman in lo[G]ve
All pine trees are po[D]inting to see easily To see he[A7]aven above
[D]Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening
[C]Takes the chill away f[G]ine C[Em]ut the telephone li[B7]ne
The storys the sam[E]e
[D]Theres a worn red chair by the window
That you f[D7]ound at a sale down the w[G]ay
When some o[G]ld women said that they
Nee[D]ded more room for the w[A7]inter
[D]People like pulling at the stuffing When they sit down
[C]So it passes the [G]time [Em]Cut the telephone li[B7]ne
The storys the sa[E]me
[A]Ooh, like a bubble on a windy [E]day
Start to flutter when I hear you s[A]ay
That you feel too good to go a[B7]way
And you m[E]ake me feel fine
And[A] you made the world a warmer pla[E]ce
By the sparkle of your diamond fa[A]ce
On a gray spot with a little la[B7]ce
And you m[E]ake me feel fin[B7]e
Warm as a mo[E]untain in sunsh[B7]ine
On the ed[E]ge of the snowlin[B7]e
In a meado[E]w of columbi[A]ne [G][A7]
Oh littl[D]e Jennifer Id give a penny for
What youv[D7]e got on your min[G]d
Seems [D]like most of the time youre lying there d[A7]reaming
[D]Maybe in your vision you see how
Our mission is sli[C]ghtly less than di[G]vine
[Em]Cut the telephone lin[B7]e The storys the s[E]ame
No[D]w, rippling waters flow through the ceiling
And the walls[D7] there, their keepin me wa[G]rm
And the c[G]losest Ive been with my fa[D]mily for days Is my mus[A7]ic
But the sile[D]ntly stare in the morning sky
Is like h[C]earing her calling my n[G]ame
[Em]Cut the telephone li[B7]ne The story might cha[E]nge
[A]Ooh, like a bubble on a windy [E]day
Start to flutter when I hear you [A]say
That you feel too good to go aw[B7]ay
And you m[E]ake me feel fin[B7]e
Warm as a mo[E]untain sunshi[B7]ne
On the e[E]dge of the snowli[B7]ne
In a me[E]adow of columbi[A]ne [G][A7]
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Ive Got rip[D]pling waters to wake me
To be m[D7]ore than my woman in lo[G]ve
All pine trees are po[D]inting to see easily To see he[A7]aven above
[D]Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening
[C]Takes the chill away f[G]ine C[Em]ut the telephone li[B7]ne
The storys the sam[E]e
[D]Theres a worn red chair by the window
That you f[D7]ound at a sale down the w[G]ay
When some o[G]ld women said that they
Nee[D]ded more room for the w[A7]inter
[D]People like pulling at the stuffing When they sit down
[C]So it passes the [G]time [Em]Cut the telephone li[B7]ne
The storys the sa[E]me
[A]Ooh, like a bubble on a windy [E]day
Start to flutter when I hear you s[A]ay
That you feel too good to go a[B7]way
And you m[E]ake me feel fine
And[A] you made the world a warmer pla[E]ce
By the sparkle of your diamond fa[A]ce
On a gray spot with a little la[B7]ce
And you m[E]ake me feel fin[B7]e
Warm as a mo[E]untain in sunsh[B7]ine
On the ed[E]ge of the snowlin[B7]e
In a meado[E]w of columbi[A]ne [G][A7]
Oh littl[D]e Jennifer Id give a penny for
What youv[D7]e got on your min[G]d
Seems [D]like most of the time youre lying there d[A7]reaming
[D]Maybe in your vision you see how
Our mission is sli[C]ghtly less than di[G]vine
[Em]Cut the telephone lin[B7]e The storys the s[E]ame
No[D]w, rippling waters flow through the ceiling
And the walls[D7] there, their keepin me wa[G]rm
And the c[G]losest Ive been with my fa[D]mily for days Is my mus[A7]ic
But the sile[D]ntly stare in the morning sky
Is like h[C]earing her calling my n[G]ame
[Em]Cut the telephone li[B7]ne The story might cha[E]nge
[A]Ooh, like a bubble on a windy [E]day
Start to flutter when I hear you [A]say
That you feel too good to go aw[B7]ay
And you m[E]ake me feel fin[B7]e
Warm as a mo[E]untain sunshi[B7]ne
On the e[E]dge of the snowli[B7]ne
In a me[E]adow of columbi[A]ne [G][A7]
D7 x x x 2 1 2
B7 x 2 1 2 x 2
A7 x x 2 0 2 x
