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She ukulele

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Intro: C# Bbm F# G#
 
C#                            Bbm
She may be the face I can't forget 
                           F#
The trace of pleasure or regret 
                           C#              A#
Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay
Dm#                                Fm#
She may be the song that summer sings 
                               C#
May be the chill that autumn brings 
                             F#/G#
May be a hundred different things
              G#          C#        F#   G#
Within the measure of a day 

She may be the beauty or the beast 
May be the famine or the feast 
May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell 
She may be the mirror of my dreams 
A smile reflected in a stream 
She may not be what she may seem 
Inside her shell.... 

Brigde: C C/A F C A Dm Fm C F G C C7

 A                                  E
She, who always seems so happy in a crowd 
                                      D 
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud 
                               C#
No one's allowed to see them when they cry 
Fm#              B               E
She maybe the love that cannot hope to last 
            C#                       E
May come to me from shadows in the past
          E                     G#    
That I remember 'till the day I die
 
She maybe the reason I survive 
The why and wherefore I'm alive 
The one I care for through the rough and ready years 

Me, I'll take the laughter and her tears 
And make them all my souvenirs 
For where she goes I've got to be 
The meaning of my life is 
She....She 
Oh, she.... 

If you have some good or bad to say, 
then mail me at andreas.jam@newmail.dk

Enjoy!!!
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