Billie Holiday - You go to my head

^G#maj7You go to my head^{Cm C#m7} And you^F#7 linger like a hau^Bmaj7nting re^E7frain ^A#m7-5And I find you spin^Fdim7/D#ning round in my ^G#m7brain^{E7 A#m7-5}Like the bu^Fdim7/D#bbles in a ^G#maj7glass o^Fm7f ch^A#m7ampag^D#7ne

^G#maj7You go to my head^{Cm C#m7} Like the^F#7 sparkles in a bu^Bmaj7rgundy br^E7ew ^A#m7-5And I find the ver^Fdim7/D#y mention of yo^G#m7u ^{E7 A#m7-5}Is like the ^Fdim7/D#kicker in a ju^G#maj7lep or two^{D#m9 G#13}

The ^C#maj9thrill of the thought that you m^G7ight give a thought to my ^G#6plea it cast a s^G#9pell over me But then I ^F#dimsay to mysel^G7f, ah, get ^Cm7hold to y^C6ourself, can't yo^Dmaj9u see it cou^G7ld never b^Ce ^D#13

^G#maj7You go to my head ^{Cm C#m7} With a ^F#7smile that makes my temperat^Bmaj7ure ri^E7se ^A#m7-5It's like a summ^Fdim7/D#er with a thousa^G#m6nd Ju^E7lys, yeah ^A#m7-5You intoxicate my ^Fdim7/D#soul with your eyes ^{G#maj7 D#m9 G#13}

^C#maj9And I'm certain that this ^G7heart of mine H^G#6asn't ^C#9a ghost of a ch^G#6ance ^F7In this crazy ^A#m7romance ^D#13You go to my he^G#maj7ad ^{C#m6 A#m7}

You g^D#13o to my head^G#mmaj7