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