Standard (EADGBE)



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Verse 1

Lucky you were born that far away so

So we could both make fun of distance

Lucky that I love a foreign land for

The lucky fact of your existence

Baby I would climb the Andes solely

To count the freckles on your body

Never could imagine there were only

Too many ways to love somebody

Lo ro lo le lo le

Lo ro lo le lo le

Can't you see...I'm at your feet


Whenever, wherever

We're meant to be together

I'll be there and you'll be near

And that's the deal my dear

They're over, you're under

You'll never have to wonder

We can always play by ear

But that's the deal my dear

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Verse 2

played the same as verse 1

Chorus x2