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Elton John - Your Song
Author: Bernie Taupin
Composer: Elton John
Fm7/Eb: x6x544 |
Gm7/Eb: x6x766 |
It's a little bit funny, |
This feeling inside |
I'm not one of those, |
Who can easily hide |
I don't have much money, |
But boy if I did |
I'd buy a big house where |
We both could live |
If I was a sculptor, |
But then again no, |
Or a man who makes potions |
In a travelling show |
I know it's not much, |
But it's the best I can do |
My gift is my song and |
This one's for you |
And you can tell everybody, |
This is your song |
It may be quite simple |
But now that it's done |
I hope you don't mind, |
I hope don't you mind |
That I put down in words |
How wonderful life is |
While you're in the world |
I sat on the roof and |
Kicked off the moss |
Well a few of the verses, |
Well thy've got me quite cross |
But the sun's been quite bright |
While I wrote this song, |
It's for people like you, that |
Keep it turned on. |
So excuse me forgetting, |
But these things I do |
You see I've forgotten, |
If they're green or they're blue |
Anyway the thing is, |
What I really mean |
Yours are the sweetest eyes |
I've ever seen. |
And you can tell everybody, |
This is your song |
It may be quite simple |
But now that it's done |
I hope you don't mind, |
I hope don't you mind |
That I put down in words |
How wonderful life is |
While you're in the world |
I hope you don't mind, |
I hope don't you mind |
That I put down in words |
How wonderful life is |
While you're in the world |
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