Key: C
Introduction:
C G
There?s a house, that?s not on a hill
Am
And the paint?s chipping off
F
Of the old window sill
C
There?s a tree in the front yard
G
That?s older than me
Am F
And older than all of you
C
There?s a smell that the heat makes
G
It reminds me of Christmas
Am F
And birthdays in December
C
I remember her
G
I remember her
Am F
I remember her so well
C
I remember her
G
I remember her
Am F
I remember her so well
F C
But things they fade
verse 2
C
She would kiss my hand
G
She would kiss my head
Am
Then she?d fall asleep with me
F
In my tiny bed
C
She would sing me lullabies
G
Gave me my hazel eyes
Am
And then she?d call me beautiful
F
She made me beautiful
C
I remember her
G
I remember her
Am F
I remember her so well
C
I remember her
G
I remember her
Am F
I remember her so well
verse 3
F C
But things they fade
G
Things turn to grey
Am
As much as I try to save them
F
They turn grey
C G
Just like the house, that?s not on a hill
Am
With all of the rust on the gate
F
The chips on the sill
F C
But I love it still