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Ain’t[Cm7-5] she sweet? See her walking [Cm7-5]down the street?

Now I ask you very confidentially, ain’t she sweet?

Ain’t[Cm7-5] she nice? Look her over [Cm7-5]once or twice.

Now I ask you very confidentially, ain’t she nice?

Bridge:

Just cast an eye [C/B] in her direction –

Oh me, oh my, [C/B] ain’t that perfection?

I [Cm7-5] re – peat, don’t you think she’s[Cm7-5] kind of sweet?

Now I ask you very confidentially, ain’t she sweet?

N.C. G Am
A heart that’s true, there are such things
A dream for two, there are such things
Someone to whisper “Darling you’re my guiding star”
Not caring what you own but just what you are

A peaceful sky, there are such things
A rainbow high where heaven sings
So have a little faith and trust in what tomorrow brings

You’ll reach a star because there are such things

(Musical interlude)

So have a little faith and trust in what tomorrow brings

You’ll reach a star because there are such things

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Whenever it’s ear - ly twilight,

I watch till a star breaks through.

Funny it’s not a star I see, it’s al – ways you.

Whenever I roam through roses,

And lately I of – ten do,

Funny it’s not a rose I touch, it’s always you.

Bridge:

If a breeze caresses me, it’s really you strolling by,

If I hear a[Bm7-5] mel – o – dy, it’s merely the way you sigh.

Wherever you are, you’re near me,

You dare me to be un – true,

Funny, each time I fall in love, it’s al – ways you.

[Verse 2]
You can’t get cherry soda
‘cause they’ve got to fill that quota
And the way things are I’ll bet they never will
They’ve got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil

No tea or tomato juice
You’ll see no potato juice
’cause the planters down in Santos all say ”No, no, no”

[Verse 3]
The politician’s daughter
Was accused of drinkin’ water
And was fined a great big fifty dollar bill
They’ve got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil

[instrumental break]

[Verse 4]
You date a girl and find out later
She smells just like a percolator
Her perfume was made right on the grill
Why, they could percolate the ocean in Brazil

[Verse 5]
And when their ham and eggs need savor
Coffee ketchup gives ‘em flavor
Coffee pickles way outsell the dill
Why, they put coffee in the coffee in Brazil

No tea, no tomato juice
You’ll see no potato juice
The planters down in Santos all say “No, no, no”G Ddim
So you’ll add to the local color
Serving coffee with a cruller
Dunkin’ doesn’t take a lot of skill
They’ve got an awful lot of coffee
An awful lot of coffee
Man, they got a gang of coffee in Brazil!!

That sly, come hither stare

That strips my conscience bare – it’s witchcraft.

And I’ve got no defense for it;

The heat is too intense for it –

What good would common s[E7+]ense for it do?

‘Cause it’s witchcraft, wicked witchcraft,

And although I know it’s strictly taboo,[G#m7-5]

When you arouse a need in me,

My heart says, “Yes, indeed!” to me –

Proceed with w[Em+5]hat you’re leading me to.

It’s such an ancient pitch,

But one I wouldn’t switch,

’Cause there’s no nicer witch than you.[G/B]

(Second time)

’Cause there’s no nicer witch than you.

Intro:

Gtr. 1 (lead)

B string—–33–2–3–0——-

Gtr. 2 (rhythm)
D Em A (let ring out)

Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it – New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it – New York, New York

I want to wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleep
And find I’m king of the hill – top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away
I’m gonna make a brand new start of it – in old New York
If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere
It’s up to you – New York, New York

Play lead with intro.

Repeat verse(s) as needed

I saw you last night and[Bm7/E] got that old feeling,

When you c[B+]ame in sight, I got that old feeling.

The moment that you danced by [B+]I felt a thrill,

And when you caught my eye, my heart stood still.

Once again I seemed to[Bm7/E] feel that old yearning,

And I k[B+]new the spark of love was still burning,

There’ll[Am+7] be no new romance for me, it’s [B+]foolish to start,

For that old feeling [G/F#] is still in my heart.

(Instrumental Interlude – first two lines of verse)

There’ll[Am+7] be no new romance for me, it’s [B+]foolish to start,

For that old feeling [G/F#] is still in my heart.

(V2)
Is?n’t it bliss, won’t you approve, one who keeps tear-ing around,
And one who, can’t move, but where are the clowns, send in, the clowns.

(Bridge)
Just when I stopped, opening doors,
Finally finding the one that I wanted was yours;
Making my entrance again, with my usual flair,
Sure of my lines, no..bo..dy’s there.

(V3)
Don’t you love farce, my fault, I fear;
I thought that you’d want what I want, sorry my dear.
But where are the clowns; quick, send in the clowns.
Don’t bother, they’re here.

(Outro)
I?sn’t it rich, i?sn’t it queer, los-ing my tim-ing this late, in my career?
But where are, the clowns, send in the clowns,
Well, may – be, next, year.

(So she says )

She says the weather’s cold
She says there’s been some rain
She says there’s lots to see
She says she hopes we’re fine

(So she says )
(So she says)
The price is high, high as the sky
(Single notes: C Bb C)
And she says,
(Single notes: C Bb C)
She says,
She’s comin’ home

VERSE
My eyes are [Bm/A]dry, my love
[Bm/G#] Since you’ve been gone, I haven’t shed a tear,
I’ll never [Bm/A]cry, my love
[Bm/G#] Though every day seems like a hundred years,

BRIDGE
For I’m just a [Em6/G]fool
Who clings to his pride
But whe[Em/D]n I’m alone
I can hear

CHORUS
The [F#+7]sound of rain in my heart
Of the tears that I hide,
And it tears me apart
‘Cause I keep them inside,
I can’t get away
From the sound of the rain in my heart.

VERSE
How could I [Bm/A]know, my love
[Bm/G#] I was a toy, only a game to you?
How could you [Bm/A]go, my love
[Bm/G#] Without a thought of what I’m going through?

BRIDGE
How can I fo[Em6/G]rget
I still love you so
It ech[Em/D]oes each time that I hear

CHORUS (key change: C-minor)
The [G+7]sound of rain in my heart
From the tears that I hide,
So it tears me apart
I still keep them inside,
But I can’t escape from the
Cm9 F7 Gm EbM7 | Dm7b5
Sound of the rain in my heart
I [G+7]hear that rain in my heart
Of the tears that I hide
And it tears me apart
‘Cause I keep them inside

INSTRUMENTAL — OUTRO (strings)
Cm9 – F7 – | Cm9 – F7 Ebm6 |
Dm7 – Gm7 – | Dm7 – Gm7 – |
Cm9 – F7 – | Cm9 …