Roy Clark - The tips of my fingers

^CI reached out my ^Garms and I t^Couched you, With soft words I ^Gwhispered your ^Cname, ^FI held you right on the ^Ctips of my fingers, But t^D7hat was as close as I c^Game,

My ^Ceyes had a v^Gision of s^Cweet lips, Yielding ben^Geath my c^Command ^FI had your love on the ^Ctips of my fingers, But I l^D7et it slip right through my h^Gands, but I l^Cet it slip ^Gright through my h^Cands,

Somebody took you when ^GI wasn' l^Cooking, And I should have known r^Gight from the s^Ctart, It' a ^Flong, long way from the ^Ctips of my fingers, To the ^D7love hidden deep in your ^Gheart, To the l^Cove hidden ^Gdeep in your h^Ceart.