My House

(início)

Capo I
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My house is no mansion
       F
But it still holds my treasures
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Things that will never be sold
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There's a few things in this world
     F
That just can't be measured
   C         G          C
By money, by silver and gold
F
My house is filled with the things that I love
         C
From her smile in the mornin'
                      G
To her soft goodnight hugs
C
Her whisper, her laughter
                    F
Everything that she does
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My house is filled with the things that I love
This old bed that we sleep on
Don't have satin covers
But it holds some great memories
No decorations can make better lovers
In her arms I feel like a king
My house is filled with the things that I love
From her smile in the mornin'
To her soft goodnight hugs
Her whisper, her laughter
Everything that she does
My house is filled with the things that l love
Yes, my house is filled with the things that I love