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D GWell, I pleaded with God to turn His time machine on
F#m GThe grass was greener when Daddy was mowing the lawn
D GAnd the goodnights in the house are now the greetings on the phone
Bm A G F#m EmI'm getting so much younger, all the older I have grown
Interlude
D Em G D Em G .
Verse 2
D GI tend to fight the feelings that I don't already know
F#m GBut seems like any place the Lord has made makes anywhere a home (Anywhere a home)
D GThe leaves fall off the branches as the seasons change on
Bm A G F#m EmMight welcome them with tears, but I'm not wishing that they're gone
Chorus
D EmYou're scared to try
GBut I, I bet you'll find that you
D EmYou get more when you give it up
GYou get more when you give it up
D EmSooner or later
GYou'll find what you're made of, you
D EmYou get more when you give it up
GYou get more when you give it up
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D Em G D Em G .
D Em G D Em G .
Bridge
D EmSummer turns to winter
GOh, it's just the way it goes
D Em GSeeds you need to bury if you ever wanna grow
D Em GSo it goes (Goes)..
F#m Em GSo it goes (Goes)..
Chorus
D EmYou're scared to try
GBut I, I bet you'll find that you
D EmYou get more when you give it up
GYou get more when you give it up
D EmSooner or later
GYou'll find what you're made of, you
D Em GYou get more when you give it up .
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