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E....A....D.Verse 1EHey, sleepwAalker, don't you miDss the way
EWildflowers paAint the western hDills?
Or the fEirst autumn wAhisper mid-SepDtember brings
And the gloEwy excAitement that it buDilds?
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Dveryo
Ane is afraid of s
Eomething
DEven the s
Atrongest man a
Elive
He
Dy, sleepw
Aalker, we went wal
Eking in the western hills
And we picked you
Dwildflowers
E.You gotta open your
F#meyes
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Verse 2EHey, dre
Aamcatcher, come out and s
Dee the leaves
The
Emountainside's a
All watermelon r
Ded
E.Soon enough, they're go
Anna rust and fall
Leave the m
Dountainside cold and bare
E.But when the longer da
Ays of sun appear
They'll be ri
Dsing like an answered prayer and I know that
ChorusDEveryo
Ane is afraid of l
Eosing
DEven the on
Aes that always
Ewin
DHey sleepwal
Aker, when the m
Eountain comes back to life
It doesn't come from
Dwithout
E..It comes from w
F#mithin
BridgeE..The hills are
F#mbarren, but
Awe look for w
Ehat's to c
Dome:
E..Sweeter sk
F#mies and lo
Anger d
Eays of s
Dun
E..When you wake
F#mup, I'll be
Astanding
Ein the li
Dne
E..To kiss your e
F#myes and
Awipe t
Ehe tears from m
Dine
Chorus'Cause e
Dveryo
Ane is afraid of
Esomething
E
Dven the st
Arongest man al
Eive
DHey, sle
Aepwalker, Western Blu
Eebells and Painted Cups are getting ready to r
Dise.
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It's time to
F#mbegin
It doesn't come from wi
Dthout..
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It comes from w
F#mithin.
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