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Sweet Child O'mine Medium
by Guns 'n Roses
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She's got a that it seems to me
Reminds me of memories
Where everything
Was as as the blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
child o'
Sweet of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of
I hate to into eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the
To quietly me by
child o'
Sweet of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
o' mine
Reminds me of memories
Where everything
Was as as the blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
child o'
Sweet of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of
I hate to into eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the
To quietly me by
child o'
Sweet of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
o' mine
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