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INTRO C C9 F C
C C9
I thought I knew, the girl so well
F C
if she was sad, I couldn't tell
C9
I missed the point, I missed the sings
F C
so if she's gone, the fault is mine
Dm C
I know, I know, a whole lot of little things
Dm C
and even though, I could face them one by one
G7sus
she would still be gone
Chorus
G7 C
Her eyes are blue
C/E
her hair is long
F
sixty four
C/G
she was born
G C
in Batton rouge
C/E
the very song
F
is in my life
C/G G Am
I meorized her ev'ry move
C/G Fmaj7
I knew her books, her car, her clothes
C C/E F C/G G
Csus
but I paid, no attention to what mattered most
Verse 2
I never asked, she never said
And when she cried I turned my head
She dreamed her dreams behind closed doors
That made them easy to ignore
And I know, I know, I missed the forest for the trees
Now all I have to show
Or would she walk out the door?
The cold facts and nothin' more
Chorus
Chorus 2
Her eyes are blue, her hair is long, sixy four
she was born, in Batton Rouge,
Her father's tall, her mother's gone,
She moved out when she was two,
The way she laughed, the way she loved,
Oh my God what did I do?
Trancribed by: D.C. Girvan [email protected]
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Written by Gary Burr/Vince Melamed