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History Of My Life

Blake Mills
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Hot  pink catamarans,  the  food beggin'  call  of the pelicans
 They're skimmin'  garbage and  skinning over disappointing  gifts from friends
Oh  God, couldn't  I just change the  history of  my life sometimes.
 history  of my  life, somehow
 I'm growing my hair out on my head and on my face right now
 I'm gonna try real hard to keep from speaking very loud
 oh god couldn't I change the history of my life somehow
 history of my life, somehow
 some field where the rains never fell
 like the sky owns the ground a wishing well
 but I'm living on a dry spell
 throwing ashes into flames
 oh god couldn't I just change the history of my life, sometimes
I've  been smiling so long,  I couldn't hardly see
my  parents weren't in love  but they  were taking care of me
I've  taken much more than some people ever see in their lifetime
 maybe I now something turning the sea around
 the sun sprouting seeds from underground
 someone is coming to rely on me somehow
 but oh god couldn't I change the history of my life

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Readable chord sheet for History Of My Life by Blake Mills

[G]Hot pink cat[Em]amarans, th[Am]e food be[D]ggin' cal[G]l of the pel[Em]icans
They're s[Am]kimmin' garbage an[D]d skinning over [G]disappointi[G/F#]ng gifts from frie[Em]nds

[Am]Oh God, could[D]n't I just change th[G]e history [Em]of my life so[A7]metimes.[C]
h[G]istory of [Em]my life, so[A7]mehow  [C]

I'm growing my hair out on my head and on my face right now
I'm gonna try real hard to keep from speaking very loud

oh god couldn't I change the history of my life somehow
history of my life, somehow

some field where the rains never fell
like the sky owns the ground a wishing well
but I'm living on a dry spell
throwing ashes into flames

oh god couldn't I just change the history of my life, sometimes

[G]I've been smiling so l[C]ong, I couldn't hardly see[G]
[C]my parents weren't in l[G]ove but they[C] were taking care of me[G]
[Am]I've taken much more than some people ever see in their lif[G]etime

maybe I now something turning the sea around
the sun sprouting seeds from underground
someone is coming to rely on me somehow

but oh god couldn't I change the history of my life

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