Damien Dempsey - Your pretty smile

^EmAnd when I fr^Cown I feel uns^Gound I drag you d^Down to ground level ^EmI inter^Cupt your flyi^Gn high and summer sk^Dy in your mind ^EmBut then you g^Crab me by the ^Gscruff and we're up ^Dup and over ^EmOver the di^Crty men, the str^Geets where I ret^Dreat from livi^D7ng

^GYour pretty smile it could l^Cight up any room, ^GI've seen it many times ba^Cnish any gloom ^DDarlin, don't you ^Am7ever stop with that sm^Dilin, yeah y^Am7eah ^GYour pretty smile it could li^Cght up any room, ^GI've seen it many times ba^Cnish any gloom ^DDarlin, don't you e^Am7ver stop with that sm^Dilin, yeah y^Am7eah

^EmOne time, I se^Cen, the low lands gr^Geen, I was six^Dteen and spell bound, ^EmI think of y^Cou when I glance ov^Ger these old r^Deels ^EmGreta Gar^Cbo, Brigitte Bard^Got, Marilyn Monr^Doe such photo's ^EmThe smog dec^Cends around my^G silhouette of ^Ddreams

^GYour pretty smile it could l^Cight up any room, ^GI've seen it many times ba^Cnish any gloom ^DDarlin, don't you ^Am7ever stop with that sm^Dilin, yeah y^Am7eah ^GYour pretty smile it could li^Cght up any room, ^GI've seen it many times ba^Cnish any gloom ^DDarlin, don't you e^Am7ver stop with that sm^Dilin, yeah y^Am7eah