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