Lissie – Record Collector (Guitar)

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I'm tired of saying

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That I won't get lost ever again

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Who knows, maybe I will
And everywhere I go There I'll be
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With a rusty old rake in a pile of leaves

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Oh my, truly daunting

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But my blue eyes

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Cannot see

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That their real hue is probably green

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I should keep records of these things

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And I'll know what yesterdays bring
I'm, I'm not really sure
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But I'm starting to think that I've been here before

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Who knows

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Maybe I have
And everywhere I went
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There I was with a choir of bees
They were all a buzz
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Oh my, how amusing
But my blue eyes Cannot see That their real hue is probably green I should keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterdays bring But...
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One time, there was this one time

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When I swore God, she spoke to me

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And she told me, oh yes she told me

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Of all the wonder that she could bring
And I said,
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Won't you, won't you fill me up with it, won't you fill me up with it,
Won't you fill me
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Won't you, won't you fill me up with it, why don't you fill me up with it,
Why don't you fill me
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Won't you, won't you fill me up with it, why do't you fill me up with it,

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Why don't you fill me
But my blue eyes Cannot see That their real hue is probably green I should keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterdays bring I am always here with me And I'll know what yesterdays bring