Capo: 5 Tuning:

Capo 5 All chord normal, except B* is just a bass note.

And she ^Amwas no beauty ^Emqueen She was in ^Glove at just six^Dteen

with an ^Colde^B*r boy who ^Amhardly knew her ^Dname She would ^Amthink of him and ^Emsay

^GYou will be mine some day ^D But her ^Chead^B* was ^Amfilled with ^Dthings that could've been

And she wa^Gs just sixteen

Her he^Amad was filled with f^Emairydust and gold She n^Dever did what she was told

Bu^Amt she knew what ^Emshe wanted from a very early age Didn't ca^Dre about a job or give a damn about a wage

^AmShe just wanted ^Emhim, and she wanted him for good She would d^Do whatever it took, whatever she could

^AmAnd now she can't ^Emstop loving him she never meant to start ^DBut what else can you expect from a foolish heart

And she ^Amwas no beauty ^Emqueen She was in ^Glove at just six^Dteen

with an ^Colde^B*r boy who ^Amhardly knew her ^Dname She would ^Amthink of him and ^Emsay

^GYou will be mine some day ^D But her ^Chead^B* was ^Amfilled with ^Dthings that could've been

And she wa^Gs just sixteen

^AmAge is but^Em a number she would say and she'd believe But fo^Dur years is way too long to wear your heart on your sleeve

An^Amd she though^Emt maybe it's time to move on, it's been too long romance is gone, ^DSung is the song and now this feels all wrong

And^Am in a world^Em of advice she feels so small ^DSomeone better tell this girl it's probably not love at all

And she ^Amwas no beauty ^Emqueen She was in ^Glove at just six^Dteen

with an ^Colde^B*r boy who ^Amhardly knew her ^Dname She would ^Amthink of him and ^Emsay

^GYou will be mine some day ^D But her ^Chead^B* was ^Amfilled with ^Dthings that could've been

And she wa^Gs just sixteen

^DmOh n^Fo, here she^C goes again, he^Gre she goes again ^DmAnd she got wh^Fat she wanted when he returned her love

^CEverything was c^Gosy he fit her like a glove ^DmShe always dreamt of t^Fhings she never had though she knew that it was wrong

^CHe blinked ^Gand she blinked and suddenly thirty years were gone ^GmThey remembered all the times that she

^Amwas no beauty ^Emqueen She was in ^Glove at just six^Dteen

with an ^Colde^B*r boy who ^Amhardly knew her ^Dname She would ^Amthink of him and ^Emsay

^GYou will be mine some day ^D But her ^Chead^B* was ^Amfilled with ^Dthings that could've been

And she^G was just sixteen

Orla Gartland - Sixteen