E A B7 E A B [Verse]E C#m A B Travelling the world from side to sideE C#m A B From Pocket Mountain to the Apple's eyeE C#m G# Like a misanthrope on Halloween I'm hidingA E C#m A B Under a tapestry of stone hung from the skyF#m B But in all the ocean's blur, the planes and taxisD B And the places I have been and left behindE G# A Nothing's to me as beautiful as youB G#m C F#m And how we'd be, if I could say it tooB E G# A B E Nothing's to me as beautiful, as beautiful, as beautiful as youE C#m A B From a one horse town where we played over 50 songsE C#m A B To an English rose and a Nova Scotian girlE C#m G#m And when the sun came up we all found the meaningA E C#m A B If I could read my writing I could tell you nowF#m B I'm looking down Manhattan to the ladyD B And casting streetlight shadows in a cloud of rising steamG#m C#m D I miss you girl like I miss the skyline of my own hometownG#m C#m F#m B E G#m And I love you like I love the familiar feeling of being homeward boundF#m B From an eagle hitching ice on down the HudsonD B Through an early morning mist out on the bayE G# A Nothing's to me as beautiful as youB G#m C#m F# Nothing's for free, I know they say that tooB E G# A B E Nothing's to me as beautiful, as beautiful, as beautiful as you
Beautiful As You
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