Tono: B
Introducción:
E C#m A\
Some things can't be bottled
E C#m A\
See how it's draining out the bottom
E C#m A\
Just like holding onto water
E C#m A\
My eyes will only open for so long
E C#m A\
So show me every..thing
E C#m A\
I'm always aching to see
E C#m A\
It's not pretty I know. but still, this is
E C#m A
who I'll always be
B! C#! A! C#! C#! B! A!
E C#m A
I have many gifts
E C#m A
That's right my God gave them to me
E C#m A
I've worked hard to learn to use them and
E C#m A C#D#)..
now I'll go and teach
E C#m A\
Bothell is beautiful in the fall
E C#m A\
Days of my youth were not so long ago
E C#m A\
I learned things here that some men never see. Oh the
E C#m A
lucky ones, the lucky ones know exactly what I mean
B! C#! A! C#! C#! B! A!