INTRO: Am7 - AM7sus

Am7 - AM7sus                     Bm7
Maybe it's her face, no makeup at all
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As she tells me she's not beautiful
Am7 - AM7sus                     Bm7
Maybe it's her hair, soft golden and wind blown
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As we drive through the streets of town
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It could be all these things
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But I think it's her smile


Maybe it's her laugh when she throws back and sighs
Or her eyebrows when I do something stupid
Maybe it's her smell, the lotion she wears
Or how my hands smell like country pear for days

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You know it could be all these things
PAUSE                 Am7 - AM7sus  
But I think mostly it?s her smile

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Cause I love to see her smile back at me
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And I know she is happy

Maybe it's her touch, the feel of her hands
When she puts her tiny fingers in mine
Maybe it's her eyes gently searching my soul
Still nothing stirs me like when I see those lips roll
and I see her smile

Cause I love to see her smile back at me
And I know she is happy...


^OWEN..