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