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[Verse]
    Eb             Bb              Eb                Bb
In early rush of morning Trying to get the kids to school
        F
One's hanging on my shirt tails  Another one's locked up in her room
      F                                                          Bb
I'm yelling up the stairs stop worrying about your hair You look fine
               Eb             Bb                 Eb          Bb
Then they're fighting in the back seat and I'm playing refe-ree
          F
Now some-one's gotta go  The moment that we leave
       F                                                Bb Eb F
And Everybody's late I swear I can't wait til they grow up

[Chorus]
          Eb Bb                   Eb Bb
Then they do-oo and that's how it is-is
            F
It's just quiet in the morning
          F
Can't believe how much you miss
         Eb Bb              Eb Bb
All they do-oo and all they did-id
          F                                 Eb  F
You want all the dreams they dream to come true
          Eb Bb  
Then they do-oo

[Verse]
          Eb                   Bb                Eb            Bb
Now the youngest is starting college She'll be leaving in the fall
        F
And BreAnna's latest boyfriend called to asked if we could talk
F                                                         Bb   Eb F
I got the impression   He's about to pop the question any day
        Eb       Bb             Eb               Bb
I look over at their pictures Sitting in their frames
   F
I see them as babies Guess that'll never change
     F                                                  Bb Eb F
You pray all their lives Some day they will find happi-ness

[Chorus]
          Eb Bb                   Eb Bb
Then they do-oo and that's how it is-is
            F
It's just quiet in the morning
          F
Can't believe how much you miss
         Eb Bb              Eb Bb
All they do-oo and all they did-id
          F                                 Eb  F
You want all the dreams they dream to come true
          Eb Bb  
Then they do-oo

[Outro]
Eb
No more Monday P.T.A.s  No car pools or soccer games
     Bb       F    Eb
Your work is done  Now you got time that's all your own
                            Eb              F
You've been waiting for so long for those days to come
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