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The Oldest Baby in the World - John Prine
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: Dlgibson@netscape.com
Tuning: Standard
Artist: John Prine
Album: Great Days: The John Prine Anthology Disc 2
Year: 1993
She's got the [C]mind of a child
And a [F]body peaking over the [C]hill
Well she [C]would if she could
And she [D]should but nobody [G]will
With her [F]nails painted red
And her hair so unnaturally [C]curled[C/B][Am]
Well I [F]think that she may be
The [G]oldest baby in the [C]world
She's [C]tasted the night life
But it's [F]left her with nothing but [C]hunger
And all the available men
Seem to [D]think that they want something [G]younger
But [F]youth is a costume
And the beauty within lies [C]unfurled[C/B][Am]
And I [F]think that she may be
The [G]oldest baby in the [C]world
[F]Fast horses win races
And royal flushes beat aces
And everyone's playing to [C]keep
So let's [D]turn out the lights
And rock that old baby to [G]sleep
She loves the [C]sound of the rain
But you [F]know shes still afraid of the [C]thunder
She keeps a head full of hope
And a [D]heart that's so full of [G]wonder
She may [F]look like a woman
But she's still some daddy's little [C]girl[C/B][Am]
And I [F]think that she may be
The [G]oldest baby in the [C]world
Yes I [F]think that she may be
The [G]oldest baby in the [C]world
The Oldest Baby in the World - John Prine
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: Dlgibson@netscape.com
Tuning: Standard
Artist: John Prine
Album: Great Days: The John Prine Anthology Disc 2
Year: 1993
She's got the [C]mind of a child
And a [F]body peaking over the [C]hill
Well she [C]would if she could
And she [D]should but nobody [G]will
With her [F]nails painted red
And her hair so unnaturally [C]curled[C/B][Am]
Well I [F]think that she may be
The [G]oldest baby in the [C]world
She's [C]tasted the night life
But it's [F]left her with nothing but [C]hunger
And all the available men
Seem to [D]think that they want something [G]younger
But [F]youth is a costume
And the beauty within lies [C]unfurled[C/B][Am]
And I [F]think that she may be
The [G]oldest baby in the [C]world
[F]Fast horses win races
And royal flushes beat aces
And everyone's playing to [C]keep
So let's [D]turn out the lights
And rock that old baby to [G]sleep
She loves the [C]sound of the rain
But you [F]know shes still afraid of the [C]thunder
She keeps a head full of hope
And a [D]heart that's so full of [G]wonder
She may [F]look like a woman
But she's still some daddy's little [C]girl[C/B][Am]
And I [F]think that she may be
The [G]oldest baby in the [C]world
Yes I [F]think that she may be
The [G]oldest baby in the [C]world
