Girl Sittin Up In A Tree

Bb  Gm  Bb  Gm

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On my way the other day a strange thing happened to me
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I blinked my eye and what did I spy but a girl sitting up in a tree

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I said come on down cause now you're found
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there's no one around and it's nice on the ground

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She said I like it up here cause the air is clear
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There's nothing to fear and nothing to hear except
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  Bird singing, wind wispering, sun kissing, clouds caressing
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branches clinging to me-ee-ee.

F                                 Bb   Gm  Bb  Gm
  I said come on down out of that tree

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Leaves made lace around her face   peeking down at me
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I wondered why she'd climb so high right up in the top of that tree

       D#                 F
I said come on down cause now you're found
            D#                     F
And there's no one around and it's nice on the ground

           B                         C#
She said I like it up here cause the air is clear
        B                   C#
There's nothing to fear and nothing to hear except
F#
  Bird singing, wind wispering, sun kissing, clouds caressing
                     C#
branches clinging to me-ee-ee.

F                                 Bb   F#  B  G#m  B  G#m
  I said come on down out of that tree

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Darkness fell I fell as well when I heard her sweet call to me
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Right then I knew what I had to do I started climbing up in that tree

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And now I found I don't want to get down
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I dont't miss the ground while she's around

      C                     D
We're way up here where the air is clear
        C                   D
There's nothing to fear and nothing to hear except
G
  Crickets calling breeze hushing stars blinking
                                   D
moon wakin nightingale singing and we-ee-ee

F#                                           B    G#m  B  G#m
  have a heaven up in this treehouse in this tree

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