By Amanda Jenssen and Pär Wiksten |:F#:| |:G:| La la la…. G I dont need no money, mommy G I don't have a lover, brother G I keep away from the yuppies, papi F# I just want my Amarula tree
G Oh, it moves me without a touch G People say that I think too much G But I'm as happy as I can be F# Hanging by my Amarula tree D I'm a dreamer and I dream of what will be F# A better destiny D I'm a dreamer, and as far as I can see F# Amarula trees D I'm a dreamer and I dream of what will be G A better world for you and me G I don't look back, I look beyond G I'm just a struggling vagabond G But I get by with it on my own F# Where you are is where I call home G Whouh, it moves me without a touch G People say that I drink too much G But I'm as happy as I can be F# Hanging by my Amarula tree D I'm a dreamer and I dream of what will be F# A better destiny D I'm a dreamer, and as far as I can see F# Amarula trees D I'm a dreamer and I dream of what will be G A better world for you and me |:G:| La la la….
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