Kunci Ukulele The Script – Im yours Versi 1

^CYou touch these ^Dtired eyes of ^Cmine And map my ^Dface out line by ^Cline And somehow ^Dgrowing old feels ^Gfine ^Gb7

^CI listen ^Dclose for I'm not ^Csmart You wrap your ^Dthoughts in works of ^Cart And they're hanging ^Don the walls of my ^Gheart ^Gb7

I may not ^Chave the softest ^Dtouch I may not ^Csay the words as ^Dsuch And though I ^Cmay not look like ^Dmuch I'm ^Gyours ^Gb7

And though my ^Cedges may be ^Drough And never ^Cfeel I'm quite ^Denough It may not ^Cseem like very ^Dmuch But I'm ^Gyours ^Gb7

You ^Cheeled these ^Dscars over ^Ctime Embraced my ^Dsoul You loved my ^Cmind You're the only ^Dangel in my ^Glife ^Gb7 The ^Cday news ^Dcame my best friend ^Cdied My knees went ^Dweek and you saw me ^Ccry Say I'm still the ^Dsoldier in your ^Geyes ^Gb7

I may not ^Chave the softest ^Dtouch I may not ^Csay the words as ^Dsuch And though I ^Cmay not look like ^Dmuch I'm ^Gyours ^Gb7

And though my ^Cedges may be ^Drough And never ^Cfeel I'm quite ^Denough It may not ^Cseem like very ^Dmuch But I'm ^Gyours ^Gb7

I may not ^Chave the softest ^Dtouch I may not ^Csay the words as ^Dsuch I know I ^Cdon't fit in that ^Dmuch I'm ^Gyours.