D
Ive Got rippling waters to wake me
       D7                     G
To be more than my woman in love
                     D                       A7
Tall pine trees are pointin' us easily to heaven above 


D
Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evenin'
C                     G    
Takes the chill away fine. 
Em                  B7
Cut the telephone line
                  E
The storys the same 


D
Theres a worn red chair by the window
          D7                       G
That she found at a sale down the way
           G
When some old women said that they
   D                    A7
Needed more room for winter 


D
People like pulling at the stuffin' when they sit down
C                G                        
So it passes the time.  
Em                 B7
Cut the telephone line
                 E
The storys the same 

A                             E
Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day
                                  A
Start to flutter when I hear you say
                              B7
That you feel too good to go away
         E                     
And you make me feel fine

   A                               E
And you made the world a warmer place
                                 A
By the sparkle of your diamond face
                               B7
On a gray spot with a little lace
         E              B7
And you make me feel fine
            E              B7
Warm as a mountains in sunshine 
         E                B7
On the edge of the snowline
          E           A     G  A7
In a meadow of columbine 

        D
Oh little Jennifer Id give a penny for
         D7               G
What you've got on your mind
      D                                        A7
Seems like most of the time you're lying there dreaming 

D
Maybe in your vision you'll see how
                  C                 G
Our mission is slightly less than divine
Em                   B7                 E
Cut the telephone line  The storys the same 

  D                         
Now, rippling waters that flow through the ceiling
          D7                        G
And the walls that are keepin me warm
         G                              D            A7
And the closest Ive been to family for days Is my music 
              D
But the silently stare in the morning sky
         C                      G
Is like hearing her calling my name
Em                  B7                     E
Cut the telephone line the story might change 


A                             E
Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day
                                 A
Start to flutter when I hear you say
                               B7
That you feel too good to go away
         E              B7
And you make me feel fine
            E               B7
Warm as a mountains in sunshine
        E                B7
On the edge of the snowline
       E              A         G    A7
In a meadow of columbine 



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