It'll Come Back

B                     E          B
On our little girl's, third birthday
F#m7                        E           B
She got a sandbox, in the backyard to play
                            E              B
Sand was everywhere, as she played and she laughed
F#m7                    E             B
I fussed at her, for it killed all my grass.

Chorus:
           E
It'll Come Back
           B
It'll Come Back
F#m7
Daddy don't be mad
                               B
God and the rain will bring it back.

B                     E           B
When our little girl, just turned ten
F#m7               E                 B
She got a bike, to ride with all her friends
                                   E              B
She skinned both her knees, as she played and she laughed
F#m7                 E                B
I fussed at her, for it killed all my grass.

Chorus:

C                     F           C
When our little girl, turned seventeen
G7                          F             C
We built her a pool, in the backyard that spring
                               F             C
All her friends came, and they swam and they splashed
G7                   F                C
I fussed at her, for it killed all my grass.

Chorus2:
           F
It'll Come Back
           C
It'll Come Back
G7
Daddy don't be mad
                               C
God and the rain will bring it back.

C                         F         C
My wife and I sit, on the porch all alone
     G7                     F         C
As I look out across, at my beautiful lawn
                               F           C
The house is quiet, there's no children at play
      G7        (Stop)
And I said to my wife,
"Honey if you'll listen real close. You can still hear her say."

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