Bette Midler - Ukulele lady

^AI saw the splendor of the moonlight On Hono^F7lu-^E7lu B^Aay ^AThere something tender in the moonlight On Hono^F7lu-^E7lu B^Aay

^F#m And all the beaches are full of peaches ^C#m Who bring their 'ukes' alon^Ag ^A And in the glimmer of the moonlight They love to s^F7ing this ^E7song

If ^Ayou l^C#mike-a U^F#mkulele La^C#mdy ^AUkulele L^C#mady like-a y^F#mou ^C#m If ^Bm7you l^E7ike to l^Bm7inger where it's s^E7hady ^Bm7Ukulele ^E7Lady linger ^Atoo If ^Ayou k^C#miss a U^F#mkulele La^C#mdy ^AWhile you promise e^C#mver to be tr^F#mue ^C#m And ^Bm7she ^E7see an o^Bm7ther Ukul^E7ele ^Bm7Lady fool a^E7round with ^Ayou

^DMaybe she'll sigh - (or maybe not) ^AMaybe she'll cry - (or maybe not) ^BMaybe she'll find someb^B7ody else ^EBye and b^E7ye

To s^Aing ^C#mto Wh^F#men it's cool and sha^C#mdy ^AWhere the tricky W^C#micki Wackies w^F#moo ^C#m If ^Bm7you l^E7ike A Uk^Bm7ulele L^E7ady ^Bm7Ukulele L^E7ady like a y^Aou

^AShe used to sing to me by moonlight On Hono^F7lu-^E7lu B^Aay ^AFond mem'rys cling to me by moonlight Although I'm^F7 fa^E7r a ^Away

^F#mSomeday I'm going where eyes are glowing ^C#mAnd lips are made to ki^Ass ^ATo see somebody in the moonlight And hear the s^F7ong I ^E7miss

If ^Ayou l^C#mike-a U^F#mkulele La^C#mdy ^AUkulele L^C#mady like-a y^F#mou ^C#m If ^Bm7you l^E7ike to l^Bm7inger where it's s^E7hady ^Bm7Ukulele ^E7Lady linger ^Atoo If ^Ayou k^C#miss a U^F#mkulele La^C#mdy ^AWhile you promise e^C#mver to be tr^F#mue ^C#m And ^Bm7she ^E7see an o^Bm7ther Ukul^E7ele ^Bm7Lady fool a^E7round with ^Ayou

^DMaybe she'll sigh - (or maybe not) ^AMaybe she'll cry - (or maybe not) ^BMaybe she'll find someb^B7ody else ^EBye and b^E7ye

To s^Aing ^C#mto Wh^F#men it's cool and sha^C#mdy ^AWhere the tricky W^C#micki Wackies w^F#moo ^C#m If ^Bm7you l^E7ike A Uk^Bm7ulele L^E7ady ^Bm7Ukulele L^E7ady like a y^Aou like-a ^Dme, like^A I like-a^D you, lik^Ae we like-^Da both th^Ae same ^Bm7I'd like to s^E7ay t^Bm7his very ^E7day ^Bm7Ukulele L^E7ady like a ^Ayou.