Elvis Costello - She Intro: C C/e F G

^CShe may be the face I can't f^C/aorget The trace of pleasure or re^Fgret Maybe my treasure or the pr^Cice I have to p^Aay ^DmShe may be the song that summer si^Fmngs May be the chill that autumn br^Cings May be a hundred different th^F/gings Within the mea^Gsure of a d^Cay ^F ^G

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

S^G#he, who always seems so happy in a cr^D#owd Whose eyes can be so private and so pr^C#oud No one's allowed to see them wh^Cen they cry ^FmShe maybe the lo^Bbve that cannot ho^D#pe to last May come to ^Cme from shadows in the p^Dast That I rem^Dember 'till the day I d^Gie

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.... If you have some good or bad to say, then mail me at andreas.jam@newmail.dk Enjoy!!!