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verse 1 C G There?s a house, that?s not on a hill Am And the paint?s chipping off F Of the old window sill C There?s a tree in the front yard G That?s older than me Am F And older than all of you C There?s a smell that the heat makes G It reminds me of Christmas Am F And birthdays in December C I remember her G I remember her Am F I remember her so well C I remember her G I remember her Am F I remember her so well F C But things they fade verse 2 C She would kiss my hand G She would kiss my head Am Then she?d fall asleep with me F In my tiny bed C She would sing me lullabies G Gave me my hazel eyes Am And then she?d call me beautiful F She made me beautiful C I remember her G I remember her Am F I remember her so well C I remember her G I remember her Am F I remember her so well verse 3 (once) F C But things they fade G Things turn to grey Am As much as I try to save them F They turn grey C G Just like the house, that?s not on a hill Am With all of the rust on the gate F The chips on the sill F C But I love it still
C I remember her G I remember her Am F I remember her so well C I remember her G I remember her Am F I remember her so well F C But things they fade
C I remember her G I remember her Am F I remember her so well C I remember her G I remember her Am F I remember her so well
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