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Capo setting: 1st Intro: Am Am I’m tired of saying G That I won’t get lost ever again F Am Who knows, maybe I will And everywhere I go There I’ll be G With a rust old rake in a pile of leaves F Am Oh my, truly daunting F But my blue eyes Am Cannot see F Am That their real hue is probably green F G I should keep records of these things F G Am And I’ll know what yesterdays bring I’m not really sure G But I’m starting to think that I’ve been here before F Who knows Am Maybe I have And everywhere I went G There I was with a choir of bees They were all a buzz F Am Oh my, how amusing F But my blue eyes Am Cannot see F Am That their real hue is probably green F G I should keep records of these things F G Am And I’ll know what yesterdays bring G One time, there was this one time F Am When I swore God, she spoke to me G And she told me, oh yes she told me F Am Of all the wonder that she could bring And I said, G F Won’t you, won’t you fill me up with it, wont you fill me up with it, Am Won’t you fill me (repeat 4 times - Am G F) F But my blue eyes Am Cannot see F Am That their real hue is probably green F G I will keep records of these things F G Am And I’ll know what yesterdays bring F G Am I am always there with me F G Am (hold) And I’ll know what yesterdays bring Tabbed by Jokke, 260610