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[Intro] A [Verse]
It's Acold this time of year and the Dpeople in this city make it Acolder AThey've all forgotten what it means to F#mlend a hand or cry on a sEhoulder In this Dland of opportunity we C#mfight like hell toBm7 make an extra AdimeD It would Asurely get the best of me witEhout the heaven in my woman's Aeyes
[Chorus]
It's the Eheaven in my woman's eyes that DMakes life's hell a better place toA be It's the Eheaven in my woman's eyes That Dgives the inspiration that I Eneed SomeDtimes it seems a man is born toC#m lose no matterBm7 how hard he tAri--Des ALife on earth would sure be hell witEhout the heaven in my woman's Aeyes
[Verse]
SiAmplicity was once a way of Dlife but now it's buried with our Apast AA dollar used to go a long long F#mway but now it just goes fEast OhD how I wish that I could be asC#m free as ourBm7 union eagle fAlies D But the Aonly time I'm free is when I Eview the heaven in my woman's Aeyes
[Chorus]
It's the Eheaven in my woman's eyes that DMakes life's hell a better place toA be It's the Eheaven in my woman's eyes That Dgives the inspiration that I Eneed SomeDtimes it seems a man is born toC#m lose no matterBm7 how hard he tAri--Des ALife on earth would sure be hell witEhout the heaven in my woman's Aeyes ALife on earth would sure be hell witEhout the heaven in my woman's Aeyes