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| C | D | F | G | | It is the | evening of the | day | |
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| C | D | F | G | | I sit and | watch the children | play | |
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| F | G | C | G | Am | | Smiling faces | I can see, | but | not for | me |
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| F | G | G7 | | I sit and watch as tears go | by | |
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| C | D | F | G | | My riches | can't by every | thing | |
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| C | D | F | G | | I want to | hear the children | sing | |
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| F | G | C | G | Am | | All I hear is the | sound of rain, | falling | on the | ground |
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| F | G | G7 | | I sit and watch as tears go | by | |
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| C | D | F | G | | It is the | evening of the | day | |
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| C | D | F | G | | I sit and | watch the children | play | |
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| F | G | C | G | Am | | doin' things I | use to do, | they | think are | new |
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| F | G | G7 | C | | I sit and watch as tears go | by | | |
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