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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
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too
I'd probably break down and cry
child o' mine
Sweet love of
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm place
Where as a child I'd
And pray for the thunder
And the
To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o'
Sweet of mine
do we go
Where do we go now
do we go
o'
me of
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too
I'd probably break down and cry
child o' mine
Sweet love of
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm place
Where as a child I'd
And pray for the thunder
And the
To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o'
Sweet of mine
do we go
Where do we go now
do we go
o'
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