Art taby ukulele według Abbey Glover

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I love our walks in the woods
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When the sun beams through the branches on your face
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With your smile, only you could make the darkest of spaces
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A bright and happy place

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Your favorite color's yellow
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You say it makes you feel happy inside
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You tell me so many stories
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Your eyes open so wide, open so wide



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You paint so many paintings
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But you are art to me
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A painting that's been repainted with a dark past underneath
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My eyes are like a camera
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They capture every detail they see
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And then I store them in my brain and keep them close to me

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Close to me, close to me
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So close, so close to me



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I'm a bottle full of problem juice
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But you pour it all away
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Telling me, "Everything will be okay
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Tomorrow is a new day."

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I couldn't thank you enough for showing me
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Life doesn't have to be so gray
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And i hope, I really do hope with my whole heart
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That forever you will stay, forever you will stay



(CHORUS)
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You paint so many paintings
Am
But you are art to me
C                                       G
A painting that's been repainted with a dark past underneath
F
My eyes are like a camera
Am
They capture every detail they see
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And then I store them in my brain and keep them close to me

         F            Am             
Close to me, close to me
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So close, so close to me



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You're just a kind human being with only
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Love and happiness to share
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Not tainted by the cruel world around you
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I couldn't hurt you, I wouldn't dare

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You're just a kind human being with only
Am                    G
Love and happiness to share
F
Not tainted by the cruel world around you
Am                   G
I couldn't hurt you, I wouldn't dare
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I wouldn't dare



(CHORUS)
F
You paint so many paintings
Am
But you are art to me
C                                       G
A painting that's been repainted with a dark past underneath
F
My eyes are like a camera
Am
They capture every detail they see
C                                     G
And then I store them in my brain and keep them close to me

         F            Am             
Close to me, close to me
C                     G
So close, so close to me

F
You paint so many paintings
Am
But you are art to me
C                                       G
A painting that's been repainted with a dark past underneath
F
My eyes are like a camera
Am
They capture every detail they see
C                                     G
And then I store them in my brain and keep them close to me

         F            Am             
Close to me, close to me
C                     G
So close, so close to me