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The Things Weve

Marc Cohn
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Chords in this song

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D-DU-UDU
 I don't  know much about  you, I don't  know who you are
 And we'd been doing  fine without  you but we could only  go so far
 I don't  know why you chose  us, were you watching  from above
 Is there someone  there that knows  us said we'd give  you all our love
 I wonder  who you'll look  like will your hair  fall down and curl
 Will  you be a momma's  boy or daddy's  little girl
 Will you be  a sad reminder  of what's been lost  along the way
 Maybe you  can help me find  her in the things  you do and  say
 Will you laugh  just like your mother  will you sigh  like your old man
 Will some things skip  a generation  like I've heard  they often can
 Are you a poet  or a dancer,  a devil or  a clown
 Or a strange  new combination  of  the things we've handed  down
 You may not always  be so grateful  for the way  that you were made
 Maybe some feature  of your father's  that you'd gladly  sell or trade
 And one  day you may look  at us and say  that you were cursed
 But over  time that line  has been extremely  well rehearsed
 By our fathers  and their fathers  in some old  and distant  town
 >From places  no one here  remembers come  the things we've handed down

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Readable chord sheet for The Things Weve by Marc Cohn

I d[D]on't know much a[A]bout you,  I d[Bm]on't know who you a[G]re
And we'd been d[D]oing fine w[A]ithout you  but we could o[Bm]nly go so f[G]ar
I d[D]on't know why you c[A]hose us, were you w[Bm]atching from a[G]bove
Is there so[D]meone there that k[A]nows us  said we'd g[Bm]ive you all ou[G]r [D]lo[A]ve[G]    [A]

I w[D]onder who you'll l[A]ook like  will your h[Bm]air fall down and c[G]url
W[D]ill you be a m[A]omma's boy or d[Bm]addy's little g[G]irl
Will you [D]be a sad rem[A]inder of what's been l[Bm]ost along the w[G]ay
Maybe y[D]ou can help me f[A]ind her in the t[Bm]hings you do and[G] s[D]ay[A]  [G]     [A]

Will you l[D]augh just like your m[A]other will you s[Bm]igh like your old m[G]an
Will some things s[D]kip a gener[A]ation like I've h[Bm]eard they often c[G]an
Are you a p[A]oet or a d[Bm]ancer, a d[D]evil [A]or a c[G]lown
Or a s[D]trange new c[A]ombin[Bm]ation o[G]f the things we've h[A]anded d[D]own  [A]      [G]

You may not a[D]lways be so g[A]rateful for the w[Bm]ay that you were m[G]ade
Maybe some f[D]eature of your f[A]ather's that you'd g[Bm]ladly sell or t[G]rade
And o[D]ne day you may l[A]ook at us and s[Bm]ay that you were c[G]ursed
But o[D]ver time that l[A]ine has been ext[Bm]remely well rehe[G]arsed
By our f[A]athers and their f[Bm]athers in some o[D]ld and d[A]istant t[G]own
>From places[D] no one [A]here r[Bm]emembers [G]come the things we've [A]handed [D]down

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