| A | E/Ab | F#m | | If I | leave here to | morrow, |
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| G | D | E | | Would you | still remember me | ? |
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| A | E/Ab | F#m | | For I must | be trav’ling | on now |
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| G | D | E | | ’Cause there’s too many plac | es I’ve got to see. | |
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| | | A | E/Ab | F#m | | | | But if I | stayed here with | you girl, |
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| | | G | D | E | | | | Things just | couldn’t be the sa | me. |
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| | | A | E/Ab | F#m | | | | ’Cause I’m as | free as a | bird now, |
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| | | G | D | E | | | | And this | bird you’ll never cha | nge. |
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| | | G | D | E | | | | And this | bird you cannot cha | nge. |
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| | | G | D | E | | | | And this | bird you cannot cha | nge. |
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| A | E/Ab | F#m | | Bye, bye | baby it’s been a | sweet love, |
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| G | D | E | | Though this | feeling I can’t cha | nge |
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| A | E/Ab | F#m | | But please don’t | take it so | badly |
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| G | D | E | | ’Cause the Lord knows | I’m to blame. | |
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| G | D | E | | Lord | help me, I can’t | change. |
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