The Whitlams - Beautiful as you

^ETravelling th^C#me world from s^Aide to si^Bde ^EFrom Pocket^C#m Mountain to the^A Apple's ey^Be ^ELike a misa^C#mnthrope on Halloween I'^G#m hiding ^AUnder a t^Eapestry of sto^C#mne hung from th^Ae sky^B

^F#mBut in all the ocean's blur, the planes ^Band taxis And the^D places I have been and left^B behind

Nothing's to ^Eme as ^G#beautiful as ^Ayou ^BAnd how we'd ^G#mbe, if I coul^Cd say it ^F#mtoo ^BNothing's to ^Eme as b^G#eautiful, as be^Aautiful, as b^Beautiful as y^Eou

^EFrom a one ^C#mhorse town whe^Are we played o^Bver 50 songs ^ETo an Englis^C#mh rose and a N^Aova Scotian gi^Brl ^EAnd when th^C#me sun came up we all fo^G#mund the meaning ^AIf I could read^E my writing I^C#m could tell yo^Au no^Bw

^F#mI'm looking down Manhattan to th^Be lady ^DAnd casting streetlight shad^Bows in a cloud of rising steam

^G#mI miss you girl like I ^C#mmiss the skyline of^D my own hometown An^G#md I love you like I^C#m love the familiar f^F#meeling of be^Bing homewar^Ed bound^G#m

^F#mFrom an eagle hitching ice on dow^Bn the Hudson T^Dhrough an early morning m^Bist out on the bay

^ENothing'^G#s to me as be^Aautiful as you ^BNothing's for f^G#mree, I know ^C#mthey say that ^F#too ^BNothing's to ^Eme as be^G#autiful, as be^Aautiful, as ^Bbeautiful as ^Eyou