E7 Ab7 Dbm B(min?) Gbm7 Abm A ABb B
E B Dbm B7 (B Dbm B)
When I was just a lit-tle girl I asked my mo-ther what will I be
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Will I be pret-ty Will I be rich Here's what she said to me
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Que se-ra se-ra
E7 Dbm7
Whatever will be will be will be
B Bb A
The future's not ours to see Well well well we-ll
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Que se-ra Que se-ra Que se-ra
E B Dbm B7 (B Dbm B)
When I grew up and fell in love I asked my lover, "What will I be?"
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"Will I be rich, day after day?" (Sing it Rose)
B E7
Here's how my lover sees:
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Que se-ra se-ra
E7 Dbm7
What ev-er will be will be will be "Ooh,
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Que sera, sera, whatever or whoever will be, will be, will be" Oooohh
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The future's not ours' to see"
G Fadd9 E
"Que sera, que sera, what will be what will..."
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Que se-ra se-ra
E7 Dbm7
Whatever or whoever will be will be will be
B Bb A
The future's not ours to see Hoohh ohhh ohhh
G Fadd9 E
Que se-ra Que se-ra Que se-ra
E B Dbm B7 (B Dbm B)
Now I have chil (well?) dren of my own, They ask their mother, "What will I be?
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Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?" I tell them wait and see.
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Well Well well Que sera sera
A7 Dbm7
Que sera sera
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