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Unformatted text preview: F G If I had loved her this much all along, maybe maybe, yeaa maybe. .. C C/B Am She wouldn't be gone. . she wouldn't be gone. . (Verse 2) She warned me it was coming said if I didn't change She was leaving I just didn't believe she would ever really walk out, God, I believe her now Called her mamma, cried like a baby to her best friend If they've seen her, they ain't sayin, they ain't sayin. .. Now, I'm cursing like a fool, praying it ain't too late All I wanna do is fix my mistakes. Find her beg her for one more try, until then damn it I"ll. . Sheet1 Page 2 (Chorus) C C/B Red roadside wild flower if I'd only picked you Am C/B Took you home set you on the counter, oh at least a time or two C Maybe she'd thought it through. .....
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This note was uploaded on 02/16/2010 for the course ECON 12345 taught by Professor Whoknows during the Spring '10 term at Carnegie Mellon.
- Spring '10