AmOoooohhh..Gooohhh..Amoohhhh.. AmWhen the mist's a-rising and the Grain is falling and the Amwind is blowing Dmcold aGcross the AmMoor. (Ooooooooohhhh.) AmI hear the voice of my Gdarlin'..the Amgirl I loved and Dmlost a Gyear Amago,..(Johnny, reEmmember me.) (Ooooooooohhhh.) Well, it's Chard to believe, I Gknow, but I hear her Csinging in the sighing of the Dmwind,..Gblowin' in the Amtree tops, Gway Amabove me,..(Johnny, reEmmember me.) Yes, I'll FalGways reCmember..till the Dmday I Gdie I'll Chear her Dmcry. Am(Johnny, remember me.) AmOooooooDmhhhhhh..AmooohhhhhhhDmhhhhhh.. AmOooooooGhhhhhh..AmooohhhhhGhhhhhhhhAm.. ...AmEmAm (x3) AmWell, some day, I guess, I'll Dmfind myself Amanother little girl to Dmtake the Gplace of my Amtrue love. But as Clong as I live I Gknow I'll hear her Csinging in the sighing of the Dmwind,..Gblowin' in the Amtree tops, Gway Amabove me. (Ooooohhhhhh.) AmJohnny, reEmmember me. Yes, I'll FalGways reCmember..till the Dmday I Gdie I'll
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