I usually capo 3 for this, so it’s just higher than an
octave down from the original.
I usually lead in with a slow rendition of the riff,
an octave down (open position).
| D |
| D |
| She’s got a smile that it seems to me |
| C | |
| Re | minds me of childhood memories |
| G | |
| Where e | verything |
| D | |
| Was as fresh as the bright blue | sky |
| D |
| Now and then when I see her face |
| C | |
| She | takes me away to that special place |
| G | |
| And if I’d | stare too long |
| D | |
| I’d probably break down and | cry |
Soft, crescendo through the chorus
| A | C | D |
| Woah, | oh, sweet child o’ | mine |
| A | C | D |
| Woah, | oh, sweet love of | mine |
| D |
| She’s got eyes of the bluest skies |
| C | |
| As | if they thought of rain |
| G | |
| I’d | hate to look into those eyes |
| D | |
| And | see an ounce of pain |
| D | |
| Her | hair reminds me of a warm safe place |
| C | |
| Where | as a child I’d hide |
| G | |
| And | pray for the thunder and the rain |
| D | |
| To | quietly pass me by |
| A | C | D |
| Woah, | oh, sweet child o’ | mine |
| A | C | D |
| Woah, | oh, sweet love of | mine |
| A | C | D |
| Woah, | oh, sweet child o’ | mine, oooh yeah |
| A | C | D |
| Woah, | oh, sweet love of | mine |
Cha!
| Em | G | Am | C | B7 |
| → |
| Em | G | Am | C | B7 |
| Where do we go | oooh | where do we go now |
| Em | G | Am | C | B7 |
| Where do we go | oooh | where do we go now |
| Em | G | Am | C | B7 |
| Where do we go | oooh sweet | child |
| Em | G | Am | C | B7 | Em | |
| Sweet | child, sweet | child, sweet | child, sweet | child | of | mine |