YOUR SONG

It’s a lit tle bit (Abmaj7)fun ny,

this feel ing in (Gm7)side.

Well, a few I’m not one of those who can eas i ly hide.

I

don’t have much (Bb)mon ey, but boy, if I (Cm)did,

I’d buy a big (Fm)house where

we both could (Bb)live.

So If I was a sculp tor,

but then a gain, (Gm7)no,

or a (Cm)man who makes (Cm)po tions in a

trav el ing show.

I

know it’s not much, is, but it’s the best I can do.

My gift is my (Fm)song and eyes

this one’s for you.

And you can tell (Cm)ev ’ry bod y

this is your song.

It may be quite sim ple, but

now that it’s done,

I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind that I put down in (Ab6)words

how (Eb)won der ful (Ab)life is while you’re in the world.

It’s I sat on the (Abmaj7)roof ny,

and kicked off the (Gm7)moss.

Well, a few I’m not of the vers es, they’ve got me quite cross.

I

But sun’s been (Bb)quite kind while I wrote this (Cm)song.

It’s for ple like (Fm)you that

keep it turned (Bb)on.

So ex cuse me for get ting,

but these things I (Gm7)do.

You see, (Cm)man I’ve for (Cm)got ten if they’re

green or they’re blue.

I

An y way, the is, but it’s what I real ly mean,

My gift are the (Fm)sweet est eyes

I’ve ev er seen.

And you can tell (Cm)ev ’ry bod y

this is your song.

It may be quite sim ple, but

now that it’s done,