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She by Elvis Costello
She
Intro: C C/e F G
C C/a
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
G# D#
She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
C#
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
C
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
Fm Bb D#
She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
C D
May come to me from shadows in the past
D 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....
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version 2
Intro: C# Bbm F# Ab
C# Bbm
She may be the face I can't forget
F#
The trace of pleasure or regret
C# Bb
Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay
Ebm F#m
She may be the song that summer sings
C#
May be the chill that autumn brings
F#/Ab
May be a hundred different things
Ab C# F# Ab
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
F#m B E
She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
C# E
May come to me from shadows in the past
E Ab
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....
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