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When I was [G]just a little girl
I asked my [D]mother, what will I [D7]be
Will I be [D]pretty, will I be [D7]rich
Here's what she [D]said to [G]me.
[C]Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will [G]be, will be
The [D]future's not ours, to [D7]see
Que Sera, Se[G]ra
[D]What will [D7]be, will [G]be.
When I was [G]young, I fell in love
I asked my [D]sweetheart what lies a[D7]head
Will we have [D]rainbows, day after [D7]day
Here's what my [D]sweetheart [G]said.
[C]Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will [G]be, will be
The [D]future's not ours, to [D7]see
Que Sera, Se[G]ra
[D]What will [D7]be, will [G]be.
Now I have [G]children of my own
They ask their [D]mother, what will I [D7]be
Will I be [D]handsome, will I be [D7]rich
I tell them [D]tender[G]ly.
[C]Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will [G]be, will be
The [D]future's not ours, to [D7]see
Que Sera, Se[G]ra
[D]What will [D7]be, will [G]be.
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