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Record Collector

Lissie
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D-DU-UDU
 Intro
I'm  tired of saying
 That I won't  get lost ever again
 Who knows,  maybe I will
 And everywhere I go
 There I'll be
 With a rusty  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 I'll know  what yesterdays bring
 I'm, I'm not really sure
 But I'm starting  to think that I've 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 I'll know what yesterdays bring
 But...
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,
Won't  you, won't you fill me up  with it, won't you fill me up  with it,
 Won't you fill me
Won't  you, won't you fill me up  with it, why don't you fill me up  with it,
 Why don't you fill me
Won't  you, won't you fill me up  with it, why do't you fill me up  with it,
 Why don't you fill me
 But my blue eyes
 Cannot see
 That their real hue is probably green
 I should keep records of these things
 And I'll know what yesterdays bring
 I am always here with me
 And I'll know what yesterdays bring

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Readable chord sheet for Record Collector by Lissie

Intro [Bbm]

[Bbm]I'm tired of saying
That I [Ab]won't get lost ever again
Who knows[F#], maybe I w[Bbm]ill

And everywhere I go

There I'll be
With a [Ab]rusty old rake in a pile of leaves
Oh my[F#], truly daunting[Bbm]

But my [F#]blue eyes
Cannot s[Bbm]ee
That their [F#]real hue is probably g[Bbm]reen
I should keep [F#]records of these [Ab]things
And I'll [F#]know what [Ab]yesterdays [Bbm]bring

I'm, I'm not really sure
But I'm [Ab]starting to think that I've been here before
Who [F#]knows
Maybe I [Bbm]have

And everywhere I went
There I was with a [Ab]choir of bees

They were all a buzz
[F#]Oh my, how [Bbm]amusing

But my blue eyes
Cannot see
That their real hue is probably green
I should keep records of these things
And I'll know what yesterdays bring

But...
[Bbm]One time, there was this [Ab]one time
When I swore [F#]God, she spoke to [Bbm]me
And she [Bbm]told me, oh yes she [Ab]told me
Of all the [F#]wonder that she could[Bbm] bring

And I said,
[Bb]Won't you, won't you fill me [Ab]up with it, won't you fill me [F#]up with it,

Won't you fill me
[Bbm]Won't you, won't you fill me [Ab]up with it, why don't you fill me [F#]up with it,

Why don't you fill me
[Bbm]Won't you, won't you fill me [Ab]up with it, why do't you fill me [F#]up with it,
Why don't you fill me[Bbm]    [Ab]       [F#]          [Bbm]

But my blue eyes
Cannot see
That their real hue is probably green
I should keep records of these things
And I'll know what yesterdays bring
I am always here with me
And I'll know what yesterdays bring

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