Virginia Bluebell Chords

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Virginia Bluebell
Miranda Lambert

Capo 4

G Em G Em


G                                    Em
Carrying the weight on the end of a limb
             G                                    Em  
You’re just waiting for somebody to pick you up again
G                                      Em
Shaded by a tree, can’t live up to a rose
         G                                Em
All you ever wanted was a sunny place to grow

C                                        G
Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
             C                                     G     D
And let the world see all the beauty that you’re made of
            Em                                 G
‘Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
          Em            G
You’re my Virginia Bluebell
       Em         G
My Virginia Bluebell


G                                  Em
Even through a stone a flower can bloom
         G                                    Em
You just need a little push, Spring is coming soon
G                                    Em
Umbrella in the rain, let it roll off your back
G                                      Em
Weather what you can, realize what you have


C                                        G
Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
             C                                     G     D
And let the world see all the beauty that you’re made of
            Em                                 G
‘Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
          Em            G
You’re my Virginia Bluebell



Am
Put a little light in the darkest places
C
Put a little smile on the saddest faces

C                                        G
Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
             C                                     G     D
And let the world see all the beauty that you’re made of
            Em                                 G
‘Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
          Em            G
You’re my Virginia Bluebell
       Em         G
My Virginia Bluebell

Em  G  Em  G