Intro: G D Em C
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She walks like her old man, over active and thin
GDCD
She laughs at all the same things, that make her father grin
GDEmC
She's only 15, no brothers in her clan
CGAmDG
And her father calls her Cydi, his right hand man
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She can drive a tractor, or curse a useless dog
GDCD
Shear a sheep, strain a fence or cut a nine foot log
GDEmC
She was meant to be a boy, it didn't go to plan
CGAmDG
But her father loves his Cydi, his right hand man
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But the boys in the town today are turning their heads
GDCD
Is that really Cydi, that tomboy kid of Ted's?
GDEmC
She used to kick the footy, win every race we ran
CGAmDG
Ted knew the world was changing, for his right hand man
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You won't find her in the kitchen, she won't make her bed
GDCD
She'd rather make a sheep grate with a welder in the shed
GDEmC
Or just be out there in the bush doing what she can
CGAmDG
Just being with her father, his right hand man
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And her mother takes her shopping, it's time she bought a dress
GDCD
Looking in the mirror, "Not bad" she must confess
GDEmC
But I'd rather have that pair of jeans and boots if I can
CGAmDG
She's still her father's Cydi, his right hand man
GDEDGDCG
And the boys in the town today are turning their heads
GDCD
Is that really Cydi, that tomboy kid of Ted's?
GDEmC
She used to kick the footy, win every race we ran
CGAmDG
Ted knew the world was changing, for his right hand man
GDECCGAmDG
Yeah her father loved his Cydi, his right hand man