Seven – B. Smyth
Nghệ sĩ: B. Smyth
DÂY:
Standard E
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120 BPM
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Hợp âm bài hát (5):
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Please picture me in the trees
I hit my peak at seven
Feet in the swing over the creek
I was too scared to jump in
But I, I was high in the sky
With Pennsylvania under me
Are there still beautiful things?
Sweet tea in the summer
Cross your heart won't tell no other
And though I can’t recall your face
Your braids like a pattern
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long,
oh
And I've been meaning to tell you
I think your house is haunted
Your dad is always mad and that must be why
And I think you should come live with me
And we could be pirates
Then you won't have to cry
Or hide in the closet
And just like a folk song
Our love will be passed on
Please picture me in the weeds
Before I learned civility
I used to scream ferociously any time I wanted
Sweet tea in the summer
Cross my heart won’t tell no other
And though I can't recall your face
Pack your dolls and a sweater
We'll move to India forever
Passed down like folk songs
Our love lasts so long
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