Chords for Ray Bonneville - "Funny 'bout Love"
Tempo:
124.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Am
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [A] [D]
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[G] [D] I can [A] see clear into her [G] [D] soul, through [A] her dark colored [D] eyes.
We used to [A] laugh [D] together, at the strangeness of it all.
Her laughter [A] light [D] as a feather, I can still hear it [G] [D] now.
Ain't it funny bout [G] love?
[D] [A]
[G] [D] [A] Ain't it funny bout [G] love?
[D] [A]
It's funny [D] bout [A] love.
[G] [D] [A]
[D] She [A]
used to say [D] to me, [A] look after my [D] little girl.
[G] [D] [A] She's delicate as you [G] can [D] see, and it's such a [A] [D] vestige.
[Am] Cards fell in [G] the [D] winter, [A] each with our [G] own fate.
[D] [A] Oh, but I can [G] always still [D] see her, through the [A] [G] millstone and [D] trinity.
[A]
[D] Ain't it [A] funny [G] bout love?
[D] [A]
It's funny [D] bout [A] love.
[G] [D] [A]
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[A] [G] [D] Years [A]
[G] [D] [A]
[G] [D] [A] went by, [G] like days [D] in a week.
[A] Lines began to [D] grow on my face.
[A] Then one day on [G] a small [D] city street, I [A] saw her walking [G] out of some [D] place.
She [A] stood there [D] like time was moving at all the [A] right.
[D] Talking, I [A] finally read [D] at the corner phone, I went [A] oh, [G] still didn't [D] laugh.
Ain't it funny [G] bout [D] love?
[A]
[D] [A]
[G] [D] [A] It's funny [B] bout love.
[G] [D] Ain't it funny bout [A] love?
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[G] [D] I can [A] see clear into her [G] [D] soul, through [A] her dark colored [D] eyes.
We used to [A] laugh [D] together, at the strangeness of it all.
Her laughter [A] light [D] as a feather, I can still hear it [G] [D] now.
Ain't it funny bout [G] love?
[D] [A]
[G] [D] [A] Ain't it funny bout [G] love?
[D] [A]
It's funny [D] bout [A] love.
[G] [D] [A]
[D] She [A]
used to say [D] to me, [A] look after my [D] little girl.
[G] [D] [A] She's delicate as you [G] can [D] see, and it's such a [A] [D] vestige.
[Am] Cards fell in [G] the [D] winter, [A] each with our [G] own fate.
[D] [A] Oh, but I can [G] always still [D] see her, through the [A] [G] millstone and [D] trinity.
[A]
[D] Ain't it [A] funny [G] bout love?
[D] [A]
It's funny [D] bout [A] love.
[G] [D] [A]
[G] [D] [A]
[D]
[A] [G] [D] Years [A]
[G] [D] [A]
[G] [D] [A] went by, [G] like days [D] in a week.
[A] Lines began to [D] grow on my face.
[A] Then one day on [G] a small [D] city street, I [A] saw her walking [G] out of some [D] place.
She [A] stood there [D] like time was moving at all the [A] right.
[D] Talking, I [A] finally read [D] at the corner phone, I went [A] oh, [G] still didn't [D] laugh.
Ain't it funny [G] bout [D] love?
[A]
[D] [A]
[G] [D] [A] It's funny [B] bout love.
[G] [D] Ain't it funny bout [A] love?
[D] [A] [G] [D]
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[E] [A] [G] [D]
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Key:
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[G] _ _ [D] I can [A] see clear into her [G] _ [D] soul, _ through [A] her dark colored [D] eyes.
_ _ We used to [A] laugh [D] together, _ _ _ at the strangeness of it all.
_ _ Her laughter [A] light [D] as a feather, _ I can still hear it [G] [D] now.
_ _ Ain't it funny bout [G] love?
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] Ain't it funny bout [G] love?
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ It's funny [D] bout [A] love. _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ She _ _ [A]
used to say [D] to me, _ _ _ [A] look after my [D] little girl.
_ [G] _ [D] _ _ [A] She's delicate as you [G] can [D] see, _ and it's such a [A] [D] vestige.
_ _ _ _ [Am] Cards fell in [G] the [D] winter, _ _ [A] each with our [G] own fate.
[D] _ _ _ [A] Oh, but I can [G] always still [D] see her, through the [A] [G] millstone and [D] trinity. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ Ain't it [A] funny [G] bout love?
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ It's funny [D] bout [A] love.
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[A] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ Years [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] went by, [G] like days [D] in a week.
_ [A] Lines began to [D] grow on my face.
_ _ [A] Then one day on [G] a small [D] city street, I [A] saw her walking [G] out of some [D] place.
She [A] stood there [D] like time was moving at all the [A] right.
_ [D] _ _ Talking, I [A] finally read [D] at the corner phone, I went [A] oh, _ [G] still didn't [D] laugh. _ _ _
Ain't it funny [G] bout [D] love?
_ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] It's _ _ _ _ funny [B] bout love.
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] Ain't it funny bout [A] love?
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[G] _ _ [D] I can [A] see clear into her [G] _ [D] soul, _ through [A] her dark colored [D] eyes.
_ _ We used to [A] laugh [D] together, _ _ _ at the strangeness of it all.
_ _ Her laughter [A] light [D] as a feather, _ I can still hear it [G] [D] now.
_ _ Ain't it funny bout [G] love?
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] Ain't it funny bout [G] love?
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ It's funny [D] bout [A] love. _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ She _ _ [A]
used to say [D] to me, _ _ _ [A] look after my [D] little girl.
_ [G] _ [D] _ _ [A] She's delicate as you [G] can [D] see, _ and it's such a [A] [D] vestige.
_ _ _ _ [Am] Cards fell in [G] the [D] winter, _ _ [A] each with our [G] own fate.
[D] _ _ _ [A] Oh, but I can [G] always still [D] see her, through the [A] [G] millstone and [D] trinity. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ Ain't it [A] funny [G] bout love?
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ It's funny [D] bout [A] love.
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[A] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ Years [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] went by, [G] like days [D] in a week.
_ [A] Lines began to [D] grow on my face.
_ _ [A] Then one day on [G] a small [D] city street, I [A] saw her walking [G] out of some [D] place.
She [A] stood there [D] like time was moving at all the [A] right.
_ [D] _ _ Talking, I [A] finally read [D] at the corner phone, I went [A] oh, _ [G] still didn't [D] laugh. _ _ _
Ain't it funny [G] bout [D] love?
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] It's _ _ _ _ funny [B] bout love.
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] Ain't it funny bout [A] love?
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