Chords:
{t:Cootamundra Wattle}
{artist:John Williamson}
{key:D}
Thanks to Bruce Horsfall and Chris Hughes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FonhRlDXRuY Capo 1st Fret
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Don’t go [D] lookin’ through that old camphor [G] box , Woman
You [D] know those old things only make you [G] cry
When you [D] dream upon that little bunny [G] rug
[D] Makes you think that life has passed you [G] by
There are [D] days when you wish the world would [G] stop, Woman
But [D] then you know some wounds would never [G] heal
When I [D] browse the early pages of the [G] children
It’s [G] then I know exactly how you [D] feel
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Hey its [G] July and the winter sun is [D] shining
and the [G] Cootamundra wattle is my [D] friend
For [G] all at once my child-hood never [D] left me,
cause [A] wattle blossoms bring it back a-[D]gain
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It’s[D] Sunday and you should stop the[G] worry, Woman
[D] Come out here and sit down in the[G] sun
[D] Can’t you hear the magpies in the [G] distance?
[D] Don’t you feel the new day has [G] begun?
[D] Can’t you hear the bees making [G] honey, Woman?
In the [D] spotted gums where the bell birds [G] ring
You might [D] grow old and bitter ‘cause you [G] missed it
You [G] know some people never hear such [D] things
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Hey its [G] July and the winter sun is [D] shining
and the [G] Cootamundra wattle is my [D] friend
For [G] all at once my child-hood never [D] left me,
cause [A] wattle blossoms bring it back a-[D]gain
{sos}
It’s [D] Sunday and you should stop the [G] worry, Woman
[D] Come out here and sit down in the [G] sun
{eos}
Don’t [D] buy the daily papers any-[G]more, Woman
Read [D] all about what’s goin’ on in [G] hell
[D] They don’t care to tell the world of [G] kindness
[D] Good news never made a paper [G] sell
There’s [D] all the colours of the rainbow in the [G] garden, Woman
And [D] symphonies of music in the [G] sky
[D] Heaven’s all around us if you’re lookin’ [G]
But [G] how can you see it if you [D] cry?
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Hey its [G] July and the winter sun is [D] shining
and the [G] Cootamundra wattle is my [D] friend
For [G] all at once my child-hood never [D] left me,
cause [A] wattle blossoms bring it back a-[D]gain
