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<<Verse 1>>
G F
Hitchike back from Blue Earth, she^Òs not alone anymore
E D
She pulled like before. That^Òs too bad.
G F
Lost my bus fare back, she^Òs not alone anymore,
E D
hanging on like before. By a thread.
<<Chorus>>
D C D
In the springtime birds begin singin^Ò
F G D
And the leaves on the trees are so sweet, ooh ooh
C G C C G
And you^Òll see what I mean
<<Verse 2>>
If I move a little closer, she^Òs not alone anymore
Get by like before, she bought them.
Deadlined in my right hand, she^Òs not alone anymore
Gettin^Ò stoned like before, what a drag
<<Chorus>>
<<Guitar solo>>
<<Repeat Verse 1>>
<<Chorus>>
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