Pretty Song From Psych-out taby ukulele według Strawberry Alarm Clock

INTRO: Abm - Emaj7 - Cmaj7 - D - E


A               G             D           Gm
I can see you, you can see me as we stand

        A             G              D        C
We can live forever, God and God is wonderful

          F                D                 Gm
And your face, I've never seen it quite like this before

            Eb               C
Though the moon is out, the sun still shines

Gm      Ab       A
You're beautiful

                       G                D         E
You are on the run and of your problem, I'm aware

        A                 G               D         C
In the silent world, you see the words I say to you

      F                 D
I am lost in a poet's dream

                Gm
Where skies are burgundy

         Eb                C
Just to raise my hand and say the word

Gm   Ab
They will be blue

         C#m             Gb      A
Put your trust in me and try to see

     E        B      Gb
That all you need is here

        C#m             Gb    A
For the white dove is a prophecy

         E    B      D
And the far away is near

 E                Cmaj7
Dance through the park

         D            A          E        C D A
See the gay colored children of happiness

  E         Cmaj7       D
Waiting the artists surround it

       A          E       C D A
With flowers and holiness

     F            C
With all that surrounds you

       D                        Gm
Your problems will have no more meaning

      Eb
Your mind will be free

     C           Gm Ab  A
And you will see it all


                       G              D            Gm
Look into the sky the sun is rising, see the light

        A                G             D         C
That extends the purest yellow gold into the sky

        F
As the world awaits

    D                 Gm
It finds we still are holding on

     Eb                 C
To a tender kiss that means so much

Gm  Ab          
We start to cry

Abm                Emaj7
   We start to cry