Some day
F#m
soon she'll be a teenager
And at
E/G#
times he'll think she hates him
Then he'll
A
walk her down the
E/G#
aisle
And raise her
Hsus4
veil
H
Cdim
But right
C#m
now she up and cry'n
And the
G#m
truth is that he don't mind
As he
A
kisses her good
E/G#
night
And she says her
Hsus4
prayers
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