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D At sixteen she quit high school to make her fortune in the promised land G She got a job behind the counter in an D all night hamburger stand She wrote faithfully home to mama Bm 'Now mama don't you worry none' D From small things, mama A D Big things one day come It was late one Friday he pulled in out of the dark G He was tall and handsome; first she D took his order, then she took his heart They bought a house on the hillside Bm Where little feet soon would run D From small things, mama A D Big things one day come G Oh but love is fleeting D it's sad but true G But when your heart is beating A You don't wanna hear the news D She packed her bags and with a Wyomie County real estate man G She ran down to Tampa D In and 'El Dorado Grande' She wrote back, 'Dear Mama Bm Life is just heaven in the sun D From small things, mama A D Big things one day come' Well alright... Solo: D G D Bm D A D G Well she shot him dead D On a sunny Florida road G When they caught her all she said A Was she couldn't stand the way he drove D Back home dear Johnny Prays for his baby's parole G He waits on the hillside D Where the Wyomie waters roll At his feet and almost grown now Bm A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son D Well from small things, mama A D Big things one day come Well from small things, mama A D Big things one day come
Written by Bruce Springsteen
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