Damien Dempsey - Your pretty smile

^AmAnd when I fr^Fown I feel uns^Cound I drag you d^Cown to ground level ^AmI inter^Fupt your flyi^Cn high and summer sk^Cy in your mind ^AmBut then you g^Frab me by the ^Cscruff and we're up ^Cup and over ^AmOver the di^Frty men, the str^Ceets where I ret^Creat from livi^G7ng

^CYour pretty smile it could l^Fight up any room, ^CI've seen it many times ba^Fnish any gloom ^CDarlin, don't you ^Dm7ever stop with that sm^Cilin, yeah y^Dm7eah ^CYour pretty smile it could li^Fght up any room, ^CI've seen it many times ba^Fnish any gloom ^CDarlin, don't you e^Dm7ver stop with that sm^Cilin, yeah y^Dm7eah

^AmOne time, I se^Fen, the low lands gr^Ceen, I was six^Cteen and spell bound, ^AmI think of y^Fou when I glance ov^Cer these old r^Ceels ^AmGreta Gar^Fbo, Brigitte Bard^Cot, Marilyn Monr^Coe such photo's ^AmThe smog dec^Fends around my^C silhouette of ^Cdreams

^CYour pretty smile it could l^Fight up any room, ^CI've seen it many times ba^Fnish any gloom ^CDarlin, don't you ^Dm7ever stop with that sm^Cilin, yeah y^Dm7eah ^CYour pretty smile it could li^Fght up any room, ^CI've seen it many times ba^Fnish any gloom ^CDarlin, don't you e^Dm7ver stop with that sm^Cilin, yeah y^Dm7eah