Key: C
Introduction: Am G D G Am G D
Am D G C5 G
Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
Am D G C5 G
The clever glances she gives me can't help but be appealing
F C G
She loves to ride into town with the top down
F C D
Feel that warm breeze on her gentle skin
C D G
She is my next of kin
C D G
I see a little more of me every day
C D G
I catch a little more mustache turnin' gray
F C G
Your mother is the only other woman for me
C D G
Little Miss Magic, what you gonna be
Sometimes I catch her dreamin' and wonder where that little mind meanders
C G D G
It's raining, it's pouring, your old man is snoring