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Sweet Child O' Mine 
Medium
by Guns N' Roses
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She's got a smile that it seems to me
me of childhood
Where
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then I see her face
She me to place
And if I'd too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet o'
Sweet of mine
She's got of the bluest skies
As if thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an of pain
Her reminds me of a warm place
Where as a I'd hide
And pray for the
And the
To pass me by
child o' mine
of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine
me of childhood
Where
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then I see her face
She me to place
And if I'd too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet o'
Sweet of mine
She's got of the bluest skies
As if thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an of pain
Her reminds me of a warm place
Where as a I'd hide
And pray for the
And the
To pass me by
child o' mine
of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine
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