Tom: E
Introdução:
F2 Am7 C7M/B C
She's got brass pipes- comin' up her spine
F2 Am7 G C/G G
She's got stained glass window eyes
F2 Am7 C7M/B C
She's got a choir inside her
F2 Am7 G C/G G
She's got a reason to sing
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She's got chapped lips- she got deep hips
F2 Am7 G C/G G
She's got her mamma's southern drawl
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And she don't worry- and she don't hurry
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She knows how to sing the blues
F2 C G Am7 G
And things are better when we're together
F2 C G
These days turn into something more
F2 C G Am7 G
Never knowing why or where we're going
F2 C G
But we are, we are going all the way!
Am Em C/F
So I'll try not to forget that it's
G Am C7M/B C/F
No coincidence that my hand fits perfectly in yours
Am Em C/F G
These little melodies will be a symphony
Am C7M/B C/F
The spirit is composing in our bones
Am C7M/B C/F
We were not meant to be alone
F2 Am7 C7M/B C
You are my sunshine- you are my red wine
F2 Am7 G C/G G
You are my reason to sing
F2 Am7 C7M/B C
And if that day comes, when a song is not enough
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I will learn to paint
F2 C G Am7 G
And things are better when we're together
F2 C G
These days turn into something more
F2 C G Am7 G
Never knowing why or where we're going
F2 C G
But we are, we are going all the way!
Am Em C/F
So I'll try not to forget that it's
G Am C7M/B C/F
No coincidence that my hand fits perfectly in yours
Am Em C/F G
These little melodies will be a symphony
Am C7M/B C/F
The spirit is composing in our bones
Am C7M/B C/F
We were not meant to be alone