Chiquitita ABBA
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1. Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong, you're enchained by your own sorrow.
I-----i[D]n your e[E]yes there is [E7]no hope f[A]or tomorrow.
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How I hate to see you like this, there is no way you can deny it.
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I------I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet.
1. Chiquit[A]ita, tell me the truth, I'm a shoulder y[E]ou can cry on.
Yo---[D]ur best fr[E]iend, I'm the o[E7]ne you m[A]ust rely on.
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