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John Denver - Whispering Jesse John Denver - Whispering Jesse |
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DI often had wandGered, Ain deeBmp coGntemplationD
GIt Aseems that the mindD runs wAild whGen youBm're all aloneA
The wayG that it could bDe, the ways Gthat iAt should beD
ThGings I'd do dAifferD-A-Gently, if I could do thAem againD
DI've always loved springtimeG, the ApassinBmg of GwinterD
GThe greAen of the new leaDvesA-G and life goiBmn' onA
The promiGse of morning, Dthe long daGys ofA summerD
WaGrm nightsA of loving hDer, A-Gbeneath Athe bright starsD
DI'm just an old cowboyG, fromA high BmColorGadoD
GTo olAd to ridDe anymA-Gore, too blind tBmo seeA
I slGeep in the city Dnow, away frG-Aom my mountainsD
GAw-Aay from the cabiD-A-Gn we alwaysA called homeD
DI drGeamed I leftD there, on anG old palAominoD
GWhispAering JesD-A-Gse rode righBmt by my sideA
I loGng to holdD her, to heGar hAer soft breathingD
GThe touAch of her cool hanD-A-Gd, on my feverAed browD
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G - A - Bm - G - A
WhiAspering JessD-A-Ge, still ridAes in the mountainsD
GStill sings iAn the canyonsD, still GlivesA in my heartD
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