One More Time Billy Brown chords by Burl Ives

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D
Bm
C
F
Dsus4
Dm
Bb
Em
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Verse 1
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Am 
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Mmm mmmm
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D 
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You know, Bill, it's funny,
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but somehow it seems like
only yesterday to me
that your mother and I brought
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you home from the hospital
and the first time she handed you to me
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I was so frightened I didn't
even know what to do.
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But as you smiled and
grasped at my finger
with your little hand,
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C 
I suddenly realized one thing,
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that I loved you.
And I can remember many times
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gazing down at you in wonder
as you lay fast asleep in your little crib,
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an d every time you'd toss or turn
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or make a little baby sound,
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Dm 
I'd leap close and I'd say,
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G 
Am 
one      more time, Billy Brown,
G 
Am 
D 
G 
one more time, Billy Brown.
Somehow, Bill,
my memory of the next few years
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is just a kind of  a happy blur.
And the next thing I seem to remember
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is that you were a big, strong, independent
17 -year -old
C 
with a dad who still loved you
more than anything else in the world,
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but I guess had the good sense
not to tell you all the time.
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And I  can remember many times
gazing down at you in wonder
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from the grandstand at your
high school football games.
Dm 
And every time they handed you the ball,
C 
I'd yell along with the
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Bb 
rest of the crowd
when they'd say,
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Am 
C 
Am 
G 
Am 
One more time, Billy Brown.
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Am 
One more time, Billy Brown.
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Am 
D 
Em 
One more time, Billy Brown.
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And now that the guns of war
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have ended
your short, beautiful life,
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Em 
you know what I find myself wishing, Bill?
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I wish that you were just
a little boy again,
sleeping up in your room
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the way you used to.
And I wish there was a circus
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coming to town tomorrow.
And that when the sun comes up,
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I could go there with you.
But more than anything,
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I wish there were no more wars.
And that you'd had a better reason
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for dying so cold and alone.
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My boy, my precious irreplaceable son.
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C 
Dm 
When will we  ever learn,
and for just how long must there be?
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Am 
One more time, Lillie Brown
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Am 
One more time, Lillie Brown
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Am 
One more time, Lillie Brown
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One more time, Lillie Brown
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