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| I.0. I.I.I.I.I. | I.0. I.0. |
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| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
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| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
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| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
| 1st Verse: |
| Dm | |
| You know I l | ove getting up in the morning |
| F | |
| When the s | un first strikes the trees |
| B | Am | |
| All the mo | rning birds that s | ing above |
| B | C | |
| Still br | ing back mem | ories |
| Dm | |
| Of a g | irl who stood beside me |
| F | |
| When the ri | ghts I did were wrong |
| B | Am | |
| But she w | ent back down the r | iver |
| B | C | |
| Just when I tho | ught I could be st | rong |
| B | F | |
| When I tho | ught I could be st | rong, so I sing |
| Chorus: |
| F | Dm | |
| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
| F | Dm | |
| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.0. |
| 2nd Verse: |
| Dm | |
| She never t | old me why she left me |
| F | |
| But the le | tter say goodbye |
| B | Am | |
| Now my mor | nings are for won | d'ring |
| B | C | |
| And my nig | hts to reason w | hy |
| Dm | |
| Why a str | anger comes to steal the love |
| F | |
| Of a gi | rl I had to hold |
| B | Am | |
| But she w | ent back down the r | iver |
| B | C | |
| Just when I tho | ught I could be st | rong |
| B | F | |
| When I tho | ught I could be st | rong, so I sing |
| Chorus: |
| F | Dm | |
| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
| F | Dm | |
| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
| F | Dm | |
| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
| F | Dm | |
| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
| F | Dm | |
| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O. |
| F | Dm | |
| I.O. I.I.I.I.I. | I.O. I.O |