Chords for She
Tempo:
64 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
D#
D#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[C#] She may be the face [Em] I can't forget, a trace of pleasure [F#] or regret,
maybe my treasure or [C#] the price [A#] I have to pay.
[D#m] She may be the song that [F#m] summer sings, maybe the chill that [C#] autumn brings,
maybe a hundred different [F#] things [G#] within the measure [C#] of a day.
She may be the beauty [Em] or the beast, [E] maybe the famine [F#] or the feast,
may turn each day into [C#] a heaven or a hell.
[D#m] She may be the mirror of [D#] my dream, a smile reflected in [C#] a stream,
she may not be what she [D#] may seem [G#] inside [C#] her shell.
[A] She always seems so happy [E] in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private [D] and so proud,
no one's allowed to see [C#] them when they cry.
[F#m] She [B] may be the love that cannot [E] hope to last, [C#] may come to me from [D#] shadows of the past,
that I remember till the day [G#] I die.
[C#] She may be the reason [E] I survive, the why and wherefore [F#] I'm alive,
the one I'll care for through the [C#] rough and [A#] red years.
[D#m] Me, I'll take her laughter [D#] and her tears and make them all my [C#] souvenirs,
for where she goes, I've [D#] got to be, the [G#] meaning of my life [F#] is
She, [C#] She, [D#m]
[C#] Oh She.
[C#] She may be the face [Em] I can't forget, a trace of pleasure [F#] or regret,
maybe my treasure or [C#] the price [A#] I have to pay.
[D#m] She may be the song that [F#m] summer sings, maybe the chill that [C#] autumn brings,
maybe a hundred different [F#] things [G#] within the measure [C#] of a day.
She may be the beauty [Em] or the beast, [E] maybe the famine [F#] or the feast,
may turn each day into [C#] a heaven or a hell.
[D#m] She may be the mirror of [D#] my dream, a smile reflected in [C#] a stream,
she may not be what she [D#] may seem [G#] inside [C#] her shell.
[A] She always seems so happy [E] in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private [D] and so proud,
no one's allowed to see [C#] them when they cry.
[F#m] She [B] may be the love that cannot [E] hope to last, [C#] may come to me from [D#] shadows of the past,
that I remember till the day [G#] I die.
[C#] She may be the reason [E] I survive, the why and wherefore [F#] I'm alive,
the one I'll care for through the [C#] rough and [A#] red years.
[D#m] Me, I'll take her laughter [D#] and her tears and make them all my [C#] souvenirs,
for where she goes, I've [D#] got to be, the [G#] meaning of my life [F#] is
She, [C#] She, [D#m]
[C#] Oh She.
Key:
C#
F#
D#
D#m
G#
C#
F#
D#
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [C#] She may be the face [Em] I can't forget, a trace of pleasure [F#] or regret,
maybe my treasure or [C#] the price [A#] I have to pay.
[D#m] _ She may be the song that [F#m] summer sings, maybe the chill that [C#] autumn brings,
maybe a hundred different [F#] things [G#] within the measure [C#] of a day.
_ _ She may be the beauty [Em] or the beast, [E] maybe the famine [F#] or the feast,
may turn each day into [C#] a heaven or a hell.
[D#m] She may be the mirror of [D#] my dream, a smile reflected in [C#] a stream,
she may not be what she [D#] may seem [G#] inside [C#] her shell.
_ _ [A] She always seems so happy [E] in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private [D] and so proud,
no one's allowed to see [C#] them when they cry.
[F#m] She [B] may be the love that cannot [E] hope to last, [C#] may come to me from [D#] shadows of the past,
that I remember till the day [G#] I die.
[C#] She may be the reason [E] I survive, the why and wherefore [F#] I'm alive,
the one I'll care for through the [C#] rough and [A#] red years.
[D#m] Me, I'll take her laughter [D#] and her tears and make them all my [C#] souvenirs,
for where she goes, I've [D#] got to be, the [G#] meaning of my life [F#] is
She, _ _ [C#] She, _ _ [D#m] _ _ _
[C#] Oh She. _ _ _ _
_ [C#] She may be the face [Em] I can't forget, a trace of pleasure [F#] or regret,
maybe my treasure or [C#] the price [A#] I have to pay.
[D#m] _ She may be the song that [F#m] summer sings, maybe the chill that [C#] autumn brings,
maybe a hundred different [F#] things [G#] within the measure [C#] of a day.
_ _ She may be the beauty [Em] or the beast, [E] maybe the famine [F#] or the feast,
may turn each day into [C#] a heaven or a hell.
[D#m] She may be the mirror of [D#] my dream, a smile reflected in [C#] a stream,
she may not be what she [D#] may seem [G#] inside [C#] her shell.
_ _ [A] She always seems so happy [E] in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private [D] and so proud,
no one's allowed to see [C#] them when they cry.
[F#m] She [B] may be the love that cannot [E] hope to last, [C#] may come to me from [D#] shadows of the past,
that I remember till the day [G#] I die.
[C#] She may be the reason [E] I survive, the why and wherefore [F#] I'm alive,
the one I'll care for through the [C#] rough and [A#] red years.
[D#m] Me, I'll take her laughter [D#] and her tears and make them all my [C#] souvenirs,
for where she goes, I've [D#] got to be, the [G#] meaning of my life [F#] is
She, _ _ [C#] She, _ _ [D#m] _ _ _
[C#] Oh She. _ _ _ _