^CUh^{G F C}hu^G u^Fh [Verse 1] ^C My love she ^Gthrows me like ^Fa rubber ^Cball (Oh, ^Gthe sweetest ^Fthing) ^C But she won't ^Gcatch me, or ^Fbreak my ^Cfall (Oh, ^Gthe sweetest ^Fthing) ^C Baby's got ^Gblue skies ^Fup a^Chead but in ^Gthis I'm a ^Frain cloud ^C You know she ^Gwants dry ^Fkind of ^Clove (Oh, ^Gthe sweetest ^Fthing)

^Dm I'm ^Flosing ^Gyou,^Dm I'm ^Flosing ^Gyou, ain't love the sweetest ^Cthing? [Verse 2] I wanted to ^Grun but she ^Fmade me ^Ccrawl (Oh, ^Gthe sweetest ^Fthing) ^C Eternal ^Gfire, she ^Fturned me to ^Cstraw (Oh, ^Gthe sweetest ^Fthing) ^C I know I ^Ggot black ^Feyes, but they ^Cburned so ^Gbrightly for ^Fher. ^C Guess it's a ^Gblind ^Fkind of ^Clove. (Oh,^G the sweetest^F thing)

^Dm I'm ^Flosing ^Gyou, woa hi^Dm I'm ^Flosing ^Gyou, Ain't love the ^F9sweetest thing? Ain't love the sweetest ^Cth^Gin^Fg?^{C G F}

^COh,^G the ^Fsweetest ^Cthi^Gng^F. Oh^C, ^G the ^Fsweetest ^Cthing. [Verse 3] ^C Blue eyed ^Gboy meets a ^Fbrown eyed ^Cgirl (Oh, ^Gthe sweetest^F thing) ^C You can sew it ^Gup but you ^Fstill see the ^Ctear (Oh, ^Gthe sweetes^Ft thing) ^C Baby's got ^Gblue skies ^Fup a^Chead but in ^Gthis I'm a ^Frain cloud ^C You know she ^Gwants dry ^Fkind of ^Clove (Oh, ^Gthe sweetest ^Fthing)

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