He left a loy to be desired(Cavaco chords)

	        
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(1st Verse)  Cain't concentrate on the preacher preachin', 
     A                         D 
My attention span done turned off. 
A                  D 
I want in on that angel singin',  
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Up there in the choir loft. 
                         D 
  She's got her Daddy's money, Her Mama's good looks,  
                             A 
More laughs than a stack of comic books. 

A wild imagination, a college education,  
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Add it all up, it's a deadly combination. 
                                                                  G 
She's a good bass fisher, a dynamite kisser, country as a turnip green.  
 
 
               A (Stop on first time) 
She's got her Daddy's money, her Mama's good looks,  
                          D 
And look who's lookin' at me. 
 
 
              A                        D 
(2nd Verse)  Her second cousin was my third grade teacher.   
   A                         D 
I used to cut her Grandma's grass. 
      A                        D 
Back then she was nothin' but knees and elbows.   
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Golly did she grow up fast! 
 
 
(Chorus)  (Lead)  G 
 
 
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(3rd Verse)  Lord if you've got any miracles handy,  
 A                     D 
Maybe you can grab me one. 
             A                      D 
Just let me walk down the isle and say I do,  
         E                        A 
To that angel with the choir robe on. 
 
 
(Chorus) 
 
 
               A (Stop) 
She's got her Daddy's money, her Mama's good looks,  
                          D 
And look who's lookin' at me.