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Sweet Child O'mine 
Medium
by Guns 'n Roses
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She's got a it seems to me
me of
everything
Was as fresh as the blue sky
Now and then when I see her
She takes me to special place
And if I'd too
I'd probably and cry
o' mine
of
She's got eyes of the skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of
Her reminds me of a warm place
as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the
To quietly pass me by
Sweet o' mine
Sweet love of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o'
me of
everything
Was as fresh as the blue sky
Now and then when I see her
She takes me to special place
And if I'd too
I'd probably and cry
o' mine
of
She's got eyes of the skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of
Her reminds me of a warm place
as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the
To quietly pass me by
Sweet o' mine
Sweet love of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o'
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