She
Elvis Costello
Ton : C#Capo 1
Intro :C# C#/F F# G#
C#She may be the face I can't foC#7(dim)rget
A trace of pleasure or reF#gret
May be my treasure or the C#price I have to pA#ay
D#mShe may be the song that summer sF#mings
May be the chill that autumn C#brings
May be a hundred different tF#hings
Within the G#measure of a dC#ay F# G#
C#She may be the beauty or the bC#7(dim)east
May be the famine or the F#feast
May turn each day into a C#Heaven or a HA#ell
D#mShe may be the mirror of my dF#mreams
A smile reflected in a C#stream
She may not be what she may sF#eem
Inside G#her sC#hell.... F# G#
C# C#7(dim) F# C# A# D#m F#m C# F# G# C# C#7
AShe, who always seems so happy in aE crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so Dproud
No one's allowed to see them C#when they cry
F#mShe maybe the lBove that cannot Ehope to last
May come to C#me from shadows of the pD#ast
That I'll D#remember 'til the day I dG#ie
C#She maybe the reason I surC#7(dim)vive
The why and wherefore I'm aF#live
The one I'll care for through the rC#ough and ready yA#ears
D#mMe, I'll take her laughter and her tF#mears
And make them all my souveC#nirs
For where she goes I've got to D#be
The meaning of my G#life is
F#She....SC#he F#m
G#Oh, shC#e....