Record Collector
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Chords in this song
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Im tired of saying
That I wont get lost ever again
Who knows, maybe I will
And everywhere I go
There Ill be
With a rust old rake in a pile of leaves
Oh my, truly daunting
But my blue eyes
Cannot see
That their real hue is probably green
I should keep records of these things
And Ill know what yesterdays bring
Im not really sure
But Im starting to think that Ive been here before
Who knows
Maybe I have
And everywhere I went
There I was with a choir of bees
They were all a buzz
Oh my, how amusing
But my blue eyes
Cannot see
That their real hue is probably green
I should keep records of these things
And Ill know what yesterdays bring
One time, there was this one time
When I swore God, she spoke to me
And she told me, oh yes she told me
Of all the wonder that she could bring
And I said,
Wont you, wont you fill me up with it, wont you fill me up with it,
Wont you fill me (repeat 4 times - )
But my blue eyes
Cannot see
That their real hue is probably green
I will keep records of these things
And Ill know what yesterdays bring
I am always there with me
And Ill know what yesterdays bring
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Readable chord sheet for Record Collector by Lissie
[Am]
[Am]Im tired of saying
That I [G]wont get lost ever again
Who [F]knows, maybe I [Am]will
And everywhere I go
There Ill be
With a [G]rust old rake in a pile of leaves
Oh [F]my, truly daun[Am]ting
But my [F]blue eyes
Cannot [Am]see
That their [F]real hue is probably [Am]green
I should keep [F]records of these [G]things
And Ill [F]know what [G]yesterdays [Am]bring
Im not really sure
But Im [G]starting to think that Ive been here before
Who [F]knows
Maybe I [Am]have
And everywhere I went
There I was with a [G]choir of bees
They were all a buzz
Oh [F]my, how am[Am]using
But my[F] blue eyes
Cannot [Am]see
That their [F]real hue is probably [Am]green
I should keep [F]records of these [G]things
And Ill [F]know what [G]yesterdays [Am]bring
One time, there was this [G]one time
When I swore [F]God, she sp[Am]oke to me
And she told me, oh yes she [G]told me
Of all the [F]wonder that she could[Am] bring
And I said,
[G] [F]
Wont you, wont you fill me up with it, wont you fill me up with it,
[Am]
Wont you fill me (repeat 4 times - [Am] [G] [F])
But [F]my blue eyes
Cannot [Am]see
That their [F]real hue is probably [Am]green
I will keep re[F]cords of these th[G]ings
And Ill [F]know what [G]yesterdays [Am]bring
I am [F]always t[G]here with[Am] me
And Ill [F]know what [G]yesterdays [Am]bring