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King Of The World

Point Of Grace
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
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Spinning  around  on the tops  of his feet,
Smiles  of the angels  could not  be so sweet.
Wide  blue eyes  and piggy  tail swirls
She’s  her daddy's girl.
 ]
 ‘Cause he  knows the jokes  that always  make her laugh
Takes  her for ice  cream instead  of her nap.
 At the end  of the day  by the light  of the moon,
 They turn  up the music in their  living room,  and she yells
 ]
Dance me, dance  me around,  ‘till my feet don’t ever  touch down!
 ‘Cause there’s  nothing better  than being  your girl,
 And if I  am your princess,  then daddy,
You  are the king  of the world.
 ]
 It’s funny  how life  moves in circles  of time
 To think  not so long  ago that  face was mine
Houses  get smaller,  we take  different names
 But some  things in life stay the same.
 ]
Some  day she’ll go  off and find  a life of her own,
 And marry  a good  man and make  a happy  home.
 Until she comes  back and sees with those same  eyes
 What time  cannot  disguise...
 ]
 She walks  through the door  with that look  on her face,
  ‘Cause daddy's  brown hair  has all  turned to gray.
They  talk for hours,  they cry  and they laugh,
watchin’  old movies  and  thinkin’ back.
Just  as she turns  to go,
 She says, “Hey  Dad, how ‘bout one  for the road?”
Dance me, dance  me around  till my feet don't ever  touch...
Down!
Dance me, dance  me around,  ‘till my feet don’t ever  touch down!
 ‘Cause there’s  nothing better  than being  your girl,
 Oh no, there’s  nothing better  than being  your girl,
 And if I  am your princess,  then daddy,  (extra  measure)
You  are the king of the world,
king  of...  the world.
Spinning  around  on the tops  of his feet,
Smiles  of the angels  could not  be... so sweet.

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Readable chord sheet for King Of The World by Point Of Grace

[D] [D/E] [D/F#] [G] [D] [D] [E] [D] [F#] [G2]

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[D]Spinning a[D/E]round on the [D/F#]tops of his [G]feet,
[D]Smiles of the [D/E]angels could [D/F#]not be so [G]sweet.
[A]Wide blue [Bm]eyes and [D/F#]piggy tail [G]swirls
[Em7]She’s her [D/F#]daddy's [G2]girl.

]
‘Cause [D]he knows the [D/E]jokes that al[D/F#]ways make her [G]laugh
[D]Takes her for [D/E]ice cream in[D/F#]stead of her [G]nap.
At the [A]end of the [Bm]day by the [D/F#]light of the [G]moon,
They [Em7]turn up the music in [Asus4]their living room,  [A] and she yells

]
[D/F#]Dance [G]me, [A]dance me a[Bm]round, ‘till my [D/F#]feet [G]don’t [A]ever touch [Bm]down!
‘Cause [Em7]there’s nothing [D/F#]better than [G]being your [A]girl,
And if [Em7]I am your [D/F#]princess, then [G]daddy,
[Asus4]You are the k[A]ing of the w[D]orld.  [D/E]      [D/F#]           [G]

[D] [D/E] [D/F#] [G]

]
It’s [D]funny how [D/E]life moves in [D/F#]circles of [G]time
To [D]think not so [D/E]long ago [D/F#]that face was [G]mine
[A]Houses get [Bm]smaller, we [D/F#]take different [G]names
But [Em7]some things in life stay the [Asus4]same.  [A]

]
[D]Some day she’ll [F]go off and [Em]find a life of her [D]own,
And [D]marry a [G]good man and [A]make a happy [D] home.
Until she [F]comes back and sees with those same[G] eyes
What [Em]time cannot [Asus4]   disgui[A]se...

]
She [D]walks through the [D/E]door with that [D/F#]look on her [G]face,
 ‘Cause [D]daddy's brown [D/E]hair has [D/F#]all turned to [G]gray.
[A]They talk for [Bm]hours, they [D/F#]cry and they [G]laugh,
[A]watchin’ old [Bm]movies and [D/F#] thinkin’ [G]back.
[Em7]Just as she [D/F#]turns to [G]go,
She says, “[Em7]Hey Dad, how ‘bout [Asus4]one for the roa[A]d?”

[D/F#]Dance [G]me, [A]dance me a[Bm]round till my [D/F#]feet [G]don't [A]ever touch.[Bm]..
[Bm]Down! [A/C#]

[Final Chorus:]

[D/F#]Dance [G]me, [A]dance me a[Bm]round, ‘till my [D/F#]feet [G]don’t [A]ever touch [Bm]down!
‘Cause [Em7]there’s nothing [D/F#]better than [G]being your [A]girl,
Oh no, [Em7]there’s nothing [D/F#]better than [G]being your [A]girl,
And if [Em7]I am your [D/F#]princess, then [G]daddy, ([Dsus4]extra measure)
[A]You are the king of the [D]world, [D/E]     [D/F#]
[G]king of.[D].. the w[D/E]orld.[D/F#]     [G]

[Tag]
[D]Spinning a[D/E]round on the [D/F#]tops of his [G]feet,
[D]Smiles of the [D/E]angels could [D/F#]not be... so [G]sweet.

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