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| C#7 | F#m | | And the | livin’ is | easy |
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| Bm | | and the fish are | jumpin’ |
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| C#7 | C# | | And the cotton is | high | |
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| C#7 | F#m | | and your | ma is good | lookin’ |
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| A | F#m | | So | hush little | baby |
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| F#m | | One of these | mornings |
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| C#7 | F#m | | You’re going to | rise up | singing |
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| Bm | | Yes you’ll spread your | wings |
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| C#7 | C# | | and you’ll take to the | sky | |
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| F#m | | But till that | morning |
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| C#7 | F#m | | There’s | nothing can | harm you |
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| A | F#m | | With your | daddy and | mama |
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| C#7 | F#m | | and your | ma is good | lookin’ |
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