The Beatles - Honey pie

^Em She was a work^A7ing girl^C Norht of Eng^Cmland w^Gay ^EmNow she's hit the big tim^A7e In^C the ^CmU.S.A^G....

^A7And if she could only hear ^A9me, ^D7this i^Cs w^D7hat I^C’d ^Dsay... ^GHoney Pie you are making me cra^Ebzy ^EI'm in love but I'm^A7 lazy ^D7 So won't you please come hom^Ge.^{Eb D7} Oh, ^GHoney Pie my position is tragic^{Eb E} Come and show me the ma^A7gic^{A7#11 D7} Of your Hollywood song^G. ^{F# F}

^E You^A7 became a legend of the silve^G13r screen ^G7 And now the thou^Cght of meeting you ^E7Makes me weak in the kn^Amee. ^{D7 C D}

Oh, ^GHoney Pie you are driving me franti^Ebc ^E Sail across the Atlan^A7tic^D7 To be where you belon^Gg. Honey ^Eb7Pie come^D7 back to me^{G G Eb E A7 A7#11 D7} oo^Goh, y^Ebeah^{D7 G G} I like it like t^Ebhat,^E Oohh, I like this kinda, ^A7hot kind of music. ^D7Hot kind of music, ^A7play it to me, Pl^D7ay it to me Hollywood blu^Ges^{F# F}

^GWill the wind t^Ahat blew her boat Across ^Gthe sea ^{G7 C}Kindly send her s^E7ailing back to m^Ame ^{D7 C D}

^GHoney Pie you are making me cra^Ebzy ^EI'm in love but I'm^A7 lazy ^D7 So won't you please come hom^Ge.^{Eb D7} Come... ^{Eb7 D7 G}Ha^Eb7 ha ^E7ha,^A7 oo^D7, o^D7h, ^A7Honey P^D7ie.^Am7.. ^G