Sergio Mendes - Bridges

^Bm7 In my search^Am7 for something re^Gmaj7al. ^{D11 Gmaj7} There were g^D/F#reat suspension br^Emidges, Dm7 Abmaj9/Db Cmaj7 C6/9 Made like spider webs of steel. Cmaj7 Fmaj7 F#m7-5 F6#11 There were tiny wooden trestles, Em7 Em7/D A/C# C6#11 And there were bridges made of stone. ^Gmaj7 I have a^D11lways been a st^Gmaj7ranger^Bm7/F#, ^Em7 A13 D7-9 Gmaj7 D11 Gmaj7 D11 D7-9 And I've always been alone.

There's a ^Gmaj7bridge^Abdim7/G to to^Dm7/Gmorrow^G7, ^Cmaj7/E There's a bridge from the p^Bm7ast. Cmaj7 C6#11 There's a bridge of sorrow, That I ^Bm7pray will ^Em7not las^Dm7t. ^D7 There's a ^Gmaj7bridge^Abdim7/G made of ^Dm7/Gcolors^G7, ^Cmaj7/E In the sky high ab^Bm7ove, Cmaj7 C6#11 And I think that there must be, A13 D7-9 Gmaj7 Bridges made out of love.

^Bm7 On the ri^Am7ver's othe^Gmaj7r shore,^{D11 Gmaj7} And his hands r^D/F#each out in lo^Em7nging, Dm7 Abmaj9/Db Cmaj7 C6/9 As my own have done before. Cmaj7 Fmaj7 F#m7-5 F6#11 And I come across to tell him, Em7 Em7/D A/C# C6#11 Where I believe the bridge must lie. ^Gmaj7 And I'll find i^D11t, yes I'll fi^Gmaj7nd it,^{Bm7/F# Em7} A13 D7-9 Gmaj7 D11 Gmaj7 D11 D7-9 If I search until I die.

When the ^Gmaj7bridge^Abdim7/G is bet^Dm7/Gween u^G7s, ^{G/F# Cmaj7/E} We'll have nothing to s^Bm7ay. Cmaj7 C6#11 We will run through the sunlight, And he'll ^Bm7meet m^Em7e halfw^Dm7ay. T^D7here's a ^Gmaj7bridge^Abdim7/G made of ^Dm7/Gcolors^G7, ^{G/F# Cmaj7/E} In the sky high ab^Bm7ove, Cmaj7 C6#11 And I'm certain that somewhere, A13 D7-9 Gmaj7 D11 There's a bridge made of love.