Frank Sinatra - Granada

Gra^Emnada, I'm falling under your spell And if you could speak, what a ^Bmfascinating tale you would ^Emtell Of an ^B7age the ^Cworld has ^Amlong for^B7gotten Of an ^B7age that weaves a silent ^Cmagic in Gra^Amnada to^B7day

The ^Gdawn in the ^Emsky greets the ^Bmday with a ^A7sigh for Gra^D7nada For she can re^Ammember the ^D7splendor that once was Gra^Gnada It ^Gstill can be ^Emfound in the ^Bmhills all a^Emround as I ^Bmwander along En^F#7tranced by the ^Bmbeauty be^F#7fore me Entranced by a land full of ^Bmflowers and ^D7song

^GWhen day is ^Emdone and the ^Bmsun starts to ^A7set in Gra^D7nada I envy the ^Amblush of the ^D7snow-clad Sierra Ne^Gvada ^GSoon it will ^G7welcome the ^Cstars While a thousand gui^Cmtars play a soft haba^Gnera

^D#7Then moonlit Gra^Cmnada will ^Glive again The ^Gdimglory of ^D7yesterday, romantic and ^Ggay

And, ^Gsoon it will ^G7welcome the ^Cstars While a thousand gui^Cmtars play a soft haba^Gnera ^D#7Then moonlit Gra^Cmnada will ^Glive again The ^Gdimglory of ^D7yesterday, romantic and ^Ggay