Chords for Charles Aznavour - She (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
65.2 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
D#
D#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[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, maybe the famine or [F#] the feast,
may turn each day into a [C#] heaven or [A#] a hell.
[D#m] She may be the mirror of my [D#] dream, a smile reflected in a [C#] stream,
she may not be what she may [D#] seem [G#] inside [C#] her shell.
[A] She always seems so happy [E] in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private and [D] so broad,
no one's allowed to see them [C#] when they cry.
[F#m] She may [B] be the love that cannot hope [E] to last, [C#] may come to me from shadows of [D#] the past,
that I remember till the day I [G#] die.
[C#] She may be the reason I [E] survive, the why and wherefore I'm [F#] alive,
the one I'll care for through the [C#] rough and red [A#] years.
[D#m] Me, I'll take her laughter and her [D#] tears and make them all my [C#] souvenirs,
for where she goes I've got to [D#] be, the meaning [G#] of my life is
[F#] she, [C#] she, [D#m] now [C#] she.
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, maybe the famine or [F#] the feast,
may turn each day into a [C#] heaven or [A#] a hell.
[D#m] She may be the mirror of my [D#] dream, a smile reflected in a [C#] stream,
she may not be what she may [D#] seem [G#] inside [C#] her shell.
[A] She always seems so happy [E] in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private and [D] so broad,
no one's allowed to see them [C#] when they cry.
[F#m] She may [B] be the love that cannot hope [E] to last, [C#] may come to me from shadows of [D#] the past,
that I remember till the day I [G#] die.
[C#] She may be the reason I [E] survive, the why and wherefore I'm [F#] alive,
the one I'll care for through the [C#] rough and red [A#] years.
[D#m] Me, I'll take her laughter and her [D#] tears and make them all my [C#] souvenirs,
for where she goes I've got to [D#] be, the meaning [G#] of my life is
[F#] she, [C#] she, [D#m] now [C#] she.
Key:
C#
F#
D#
D#m
G#
C#
F#
D#
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [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, maybe the famine or [F#] the feast,
may turn each day into a [C#] heaven or [A#] a hell.
[D#m] She may be the mirror of my [D#] dream, a smile reflected in a [C#] stream,
she may not be what she may [D#] seem [G#] inside [C#] her shell.
_ _ [A] She always seems so happy [E] in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private and [D] so broad,
no one's allowed to see them [C#] when they cry. _
[F#m] She may [B] be the love that cannot hope [E] to last, [C#] may come to me from shadows of [D#] the past,
that I remember till the day I [G#] die.
_ [C#] She may be the reason I [E] survive, the why and wherefore I'm [F#] alive,
the one I'll care for through the [C#] rough and red [A#] years.
[D#m] Me, I'll take her laughter and her [D#] tears and make them all my [C#] souvenirs,
for where she goes I've got to [D#] be, the meaning [G#] of my life is
[F#] she, _ _ [C#] she, _ _ [D#m] _ _ now [C#] 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, maybe the famine or [F#] the feast,
may turn each day into a [C#] heaven or [A#] a hell.
[D#m] She may be the mirror of my [D#] dream, a smile reflected in a [C#] stream,
she may not be what she may [D#] seem [G#] inside [C#] her shell.
_ _ [A] She always seems so happy [E] in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private and [D] so broad,
no one's allowed to see them [C#] when they cry. _
[F#m] She may [B] be the love that cannot hope [E] to last, [C#] may come to me from shadows of [D#] the past,
that I remember till the day I [G#] die.
_ [C#] She may be the reason I [E] survive, the why and wherefore I'm [F#] alive,
the one I'll care for through the [C#] rough and red [A#] years.
[D#m] Me, I'll take her laughter and her [D#] tears and make them all my [C#] souvenirs,
for where she goes I've got to [D#] be, the meaning [G#] of my life is
[F#] she, _ _ [C#] she, _ _ [D#m] _ _ now [C#] she. _ _ _ _ _
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