Originally in B (where the first chord of the verse is the V), I play in E
Highest note is the 4 (“you’re in my *heart*”
Intro
Amaj7/C# | Am7b5/C# | Bm7 | E9 | F9 | F#9 | G9 | A |
→ | → | → | → |
A |
Vox on the 1 of the chord
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E |
I didn’t know what | day it was when you | walked into the r | oom |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
I sa | id hello unn | oticed, you s | aid goodbye too s | oon |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
Br | eezin’ through the cl | ientele, spinnin’ | yarns that were so | lyrical |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E |
I really must conf | ess right here, the att | raction was purely ph | ysical, oh |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E |
I took all those | habits of yours, that in the beg | inning were hard to acc | ept |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
Your f | ashion sense, B | eardsley prints, I put | down to experi | ence |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
The b | ig-bosom lady with a D | utch accent, who tried to c | hange my, point of v | iew |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | A/E | |
Her a | d lib lines were | well rehearsed, but my h | eart cried out for | you |
D | G | D | |
You’re | in my h | eart, you’re in my s | oul |
G | D | |
You’ll be my br | eath should I grow | old |
G | D | |
You are my l | over, you’re my best fr | iend |
G | F#m | Em | |
You’re | in | my s | oul |
D | G#dim7 |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
My l | ove for you is im | measurable, my res | pect for you, imm | ense |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
You’re a | geless, timeless, | lace and fineness, your b | eauty and eleg | ance |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
You’re a rh | apsody, a | comedy, you’re a | symphony and a pl | ay |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | A/E | |
You’re | every love song, | ever written, but honey w | hat do you see in m | e? |
D | G | D | |
You’re | in my h | eart, you’re in my s | oul |
G | D | |
You’ll be my br | eath should I grow | old |
G | D | |
You are my l | over, you’re my best fr | iend |
G | F#m | Em | |
You’re | in | my s | oul |
D | G#dim7 |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
You’re an | essay in glamour, please p | ardon the grammar, but you’re | every schoolboy’s dr | eam |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E | |
You’re C | eltic United, but | baby I’ve decided, you’re the | best team I’ve ever s | een |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | E |
And there have been, m | any affairs, many t | imes I’ve thought to l | eave |
A | G#m7 | F#m7 | A/E |
But I bite my lip and | turn around, cause you’re the | warmest thing I’ve ever f | ound |
D | G | D | |
You’re | in my h | eart, you’re in my s | oul |
G | D | |
You’ll be my br | eath should I grow | old |
G | D | |
You are my l | over, you’re my best fr | iend |
G | F#m | Em | D | |
You’re | in | my s | oul |
D | G | D | |
You’re | in my h | eart, you’re in my s | oul |
G | D | |
You’ll be my br | eath should I grow | old |
G | D | |
You are my l | over, you’re my best fr | iend |
G | F#m | Em | D | |
You’re | in | my s | oul |