Cootamundra Wattle
John Williamson
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G D G D G D A A7 [Verse 1]D Don’t go lookin’ through that oldG camphor box, womanD you know those old things only makeG you cryD When you dream upon that littleG bunny rugD makes you think that life hasG passed you byD There are days when you wish theG world would stop, womanD but then you know some wounds wouldG never healD When I browse the early pages ofG the childrenG it’s then I know exactly how youD feel [Chorus]G Hey, it’s July, and the winter sunD is shiningG and the Cootamundra wattle is myD friendG For all at once my childhood neverD left meA A7 cause wattle blossoms bring itD back againContinúa después del anuncio[Verse 2]D It’s Sunday and you should stopG the worry, womanD come out here and sit down in theG sunD Can’t you hear the magpies in theG distanceD G Don’t you feel the new day has begunD Can’t you hear the bees makingG honey, womanD in the spotted gums where the bellG birds ringD You might grow old and bitterG ‘cause you missed itG you know some people never hearD such things [Chorus]G Hey, it’s July, and the winter sunD is shiningG and the Cootamundra wattle is myD friendG For all at once my childhood neverD left meA A7 cause wattle blossoms bring itD back again [Instrumental]D G D G [Verse 3]D G Don’t buy the daily papers any more, womanD read all about what’s goin’ on inG hellD They don’t care to tell the worldG of kindnessD G good news never made a paper sellD There’s all the colours of theG rainbow in the garden, womanD G and symphonies of music in the skyD heaven’s all around us if you’reG lookin'G D but how can you see it if you cry [Chorus]G Hey, it’s July, and the winter sunD is shiningG and the Cootamundra wattle is myD friendG For all at once my childhood neverD left meA A7 cause wattle blossoms bring itD back again