Chords for Lottery Winners - Little Things (Official Video)

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_ And I start to [Fm] recall, nothing's [Eb] reliant on God's love to jump.
[Bb] In the name of science, I tear all my [Fm] days straight out of the [Eb] calendar, hanging the
air [Bb] like a love sick man is the wind.
There's nothing greater than the love [Eb] it is.
There's nothing [Bb] _
greater than the love it is.
There's nothing [Ab] sweeter than [Eb] the love it is.
There's nothing [Bb] _
greater than the love it is.
Our short-lived [Fm] weekends begin with [Eb] longing the same shot, [Bb] songs from the birds in the
morning, the love we shared [Fm] lies cold and bare [Eb] at the side of the road where [Bb] I once
was her [Eb] home.
I miss her still, though I fell asleep in her side.
[Bb] I'd always let her pick the flowers, she'd never look aside.
[Eb] Her hair's such a match over, it's when he can remind [Gm] me of all the little [F] things that
sometimes come with life.
[Bb] _ There's nothing greater than the love [Eb] it is.
There's [Bb] nothing greater than the love it is.
There's nothing sweeter than the [Eb] love it is.
_ There's nothing [Bb] greater than the love it is.
_ [Ab] Nothing.
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[Gb] But [Eb] what?
She told her friends, she never told [Bb] anyone.
I told her friends, I never told anyone.
[Eb] My evil _ radio, _ [Bb] her favorite song. _ _
_ [Eb] It's a three-hole huskette, it's a [Gm] relational _ _ bug.
[F] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ There's nothing greater than the little things.
There's nothing greater than the little things.
There's nothing greater than the love it is.
There's nothing hotter than the breeze.
_ There's nothing colder than the [Eb] killer stream.
There's [Bb] nothing greater than the love it is. _ _ _
There's _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ nothing _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] greater than the love it is.
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