DYour hands are Gcalloused, and your Aeyes they don’t Ddream
DAnd you haven’t smiled much in A15 years
A7Folks say you’re a Ghard man, Dbut they’ve never Gseen
DAll the times when you’ve Adried all my Dtears
YDou’re as cold as thGe north wind iDn winter
DYou’re as tough as the Gground in DJuly
D7But when it comes to A7lovin your Glady
DYou’re as sweet as Ablueberry Dpie
D D7 A7 G D A7 D
DYou ain’t one foGr talkin’ and yAou don’t show yoDur fear
DAnd you always stand up for what Ais right
A7Some think you’re Guncaring , Dbut they’ll never Ghear
DThose “I love You’s ” Athat you tell Dme, each night
YDou’re as cold as thGe north wind iDn winter
DYou’re as tough as the Gground in DJuly
D7But when it comes to A7lovin your Glady
DYou’re as sweet as Ablueberry Dpie
DCHD7ORUA7S (GslDowA7er Dthis time):
YDou’re as cold as thGe north wind iDn winter
DYou’re as tough as the Gground in DJuly
D7But when it comes to A7lovin your Glady
DYou’re as sweet as Ablueberry, D7sweet as
A7blueberry, Dsweet as Ablueberry Dpie.
D D7 A7 G D A7 D
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