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{t:PERHAPS LOVE}

{st:John Denver and Placido Domingo}

Perhaps [G]love is like a [Am]resting place
A [C]shelter from the [D]storm
It ex[G]ists to give you [Am]comfort
It's [C]there to keep you [D]warm
And [G]in those times of [D]trouble
When [C]you are most al[Am]one
The [C]memory of [D]love will bring you [G]home

Perhaps love is like a window
Perhaps an open door
It invites you to come closer
It wants to show you more
And even if you lose yourself
And don't know what to do
The memory of love will see you through

** Oh ! [Am]Love to some is [E]like a cloud
To [Am]some as strong as [E]steel
For [Am]some a way of [E]living
For [Am]some a way to [E]feel
And [C]some say love is [D]holding on
And [C]some say let it [Am]go
And [C]some say love is [Am]everything
[C]Some say they don't [D]know

Perhaps love is like the ocean
Full of conflicts , full of pain
Like a fire when it's cold outside
Thunder when it rains
If I should live forever
And all my dreams come true
My memory of love will be of you



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I am Leaving on a Jet Plane
[D7]All my [G]bags are packed, I'm [Am7]ready to go, I'm [G]standing here outs[Am7]ide the door
I ha[G]te to wake you [Em]up to say good[D]bye.[D7]
But the [G]dawn is breakin', it's e[Am7]arly morn', The T[G]axi's waitin', he's bl[Am7]owin' his horn.
Alre[G]ady I'm so [Em]lonesome I could [D]die. [D7]


{start_of_chorus}
So [G]kiss me and [C]smile for me, [G]Tell me that you'll [C]wait for me,
[G]Hold me like you n[Am]ever let me [D7]go.
'Cause I'm [G]leaving [C]on a jet plane, [G]Don't know when [C]I'll be back again.
Oh [Bm]babe, I hate t[Am7]o go. [D7]
{end_of_chorus}


There's so [G]many times I've [Am7]let you down, So [G]many times I've [Am7]played around,
I [G]tell you now [Em]they don't mean a [D]thing. [D7]
Ev'ry [G]place I go I'll [Am7]think of you, Ev'ry [G]song I sing I [Am7]sing for you.
When [G]I come back I'll [Em]bring your wedding [D]ring. [D7]
(Chorus)


[G]Now the time has [Am7]come to leave you, [G]One more time [Am7]let me kiss you,
Then [G]close your eyes, [Em]I'll be on my [D]way. [D7]
[G]Dream about the [Am7]days to come, [G]When I won't have to [Am7]leave alone,
[G]About the times [Em]I won't have to [D]say. [D7]
(Chorus)


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Country Roads


G EM D
ALMOST HEAVEN WEST VIRGINIA BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAINS,
(C G) G EM
SHENADOAH RIVER. LIFE IS OLD THERE OLDER THAN THE TREES,
D (C G)
YOUNGER THAN THE MOUNTAINS, GROWING LIKE A BREEZE.
G D EM C
COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME TO THE PLACE, I BELONG
G D C G
WEST VIRGINIA, MOUNTAIN MOMMA, TAKE ME HOME, COUNTRY ROADS.
G EM D
ALL MY MEMORIES GATHER ROUND HER, MINER'S LADY,
(C G) G EM
STRANGER TO BLUE WATER. DARK AND DUSTY PAINTED ON THE SKY
D (C G)
MISTY TASTE OF MOONSHINE TEAR DROP IN MY EYE.
G D EM C
COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME TO THE PLACE I BELONG
G D C G
WEST VIRGINIA MOUNTAIN MOMMA TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS.
(EM D) G
I HEAR HER VOICE IN THE MORNIN' HOURS SHE CALLS ME
(C G) D (EM
THE RADIO REMINDS ME OF MY HOME FAR AWAY, AND DRIVIN' DOWN
F) (C G)
THE ROAD I GET THE FEELIN' THAT I SHOULD HAVE BEEN HOME
D D7
YESTERDAY, YESTERDAY.
G D EM C G
COUNTRY ROADS TAKE ME HOME THE PLACE I BELONG, WEST VIRGINIA
D C G
MOUNTAIN MOMMA TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS
D G D G
TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS.


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Thank God I'm a Country Boy


Thank God I'm a Country boy John Denver, written by John Martin Summers
A A D
1) Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back,
2) When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
3) I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
4) Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died,
A G E7
1) ain't much an old country boy like me can hack.
2) I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow.
3) I never was one of them money hungry fools.
4) and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side.
A D
1) It's early to rise, early in the sack:
2) But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:
3) I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools:
4) He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,
A E7 A
1) Thank God I'm a country boy.
2) Thank God I'm a country boy.
3) Thank God I'm a country boy.
4) and thank God you're a country boy.
A D
1) A simple kind of life never did me no harm,
2) I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could,
3) Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine,
4) My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,
A G E7
1) raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm.
2) but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good.
3) a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.
4) he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle.
A D
1) My days are all filled with an easy country charm:
2) So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should:
3) Well, folks let me tell you now exactly what I mean:
4) He taught me how to love and how to give just a little:
A E7 A
1) Thank God I'm a country boy.
2) Thank God I'm a country boy.
3) I thank God I'm a country boy.
4) Thank God you're a country boy.
A E7
Chorus: Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
A E7
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
A D
and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
A E7 A
Thank God I'm a country boy.



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John Denver

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