G Well I've heard those city C singers singin' G 'bout how they can C 
love 
G deeper than the C oceans higher G than the stars C above 
well G I come from the C country and I G know I ain't seen it C all 
but I G heard that oceans' C salty and the G stars they C sometimes G 
fall 
but Am that would not do justice to the Bm way I feel for you 
so I C have to sing this Am song about C all the things I D knew 
 
 
       My love is G deeper that the C holler, G stronger than the C rivers 
G higher than the Em pine trees growin' Am tall upon the D hill 
my love is G purer than the C snowflakes that G fall in F# late Em 
December 
and Am honest as a robin on a C springtime window sill 
and Am longer than the D song of the Whippoor-{G}-will      
 
G From the backroads to the C broadway shows with a G million miles 
bet-{C}-ween 
there's a G least a million C love songs that G people C love to G 
sing 
and Am everyone is different and Bm everyone's the same 
so C this is just another Am way of C sayin' the same D thing 
 
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