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c7/am/c7/f

i do what i wanna do
and i am alright
life is such a gas
but sometimes a blight

ive met so many people
and ill meet more
sometimes the best people
live nextdoor

a squirrel looks at me
through my living room window
crank up the air conditioner
we need more airflow

the wind is blowing the grass
i have memories
england roaming
and wind through the trees

one day ill move away
buy myself a house
ill be so content
quiet as a mouse

these are my dreams
these are my memories
here i am old enough
in the air are geese

g/f/c7/g

its all too much
i wanna go home
fields of green and rivers flowing
i wanna go home