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G* - 320003 G - 320033 Intro:C G*(x4) C G the cabbages that I will grow C G one by one and row on row C G will fatten in the spring sun and breathe in the night air you will hear them breathing if you walk by at night you may not hear them after all but that's all right C G I've set the table for two I've cleaned the windows for you I've got cinnamon from Jakarta for making French toast the doctor says that I've got D thirty days left at most the cabbages that I will grow the love songs on the radio will deepen in the springtime theylle be brighter than the stars