| E | G#m | F#m | B | D | |
| She was the | wind, the | earth and | sky |
| E | G# | F#m | B | D | |
| She was the | one who | made me laugh and | cry |
| E | A | E | |
| She was | cake and she was | wine |
| A | E | |
| She was | fun and she was | mine |
| E | |
| She'd lie and lie and lie to me |
| A | E | |
| and I'd be | lieve | her |
| She'd cry and cry and cry to me |
| A | E | |
| I couldn't | leave | her |
| E | F# | |
| No one could hurt, | no one could flirt, |
| E | B | E | |
| no one could | smile like | she could |
| A | |
| She was misery and | sorrow |
| E | B | |
| She was the reason for to | morrow |
| F#m | |
| The | smile of the cat was on her face |
| E | |
| The | chaparral she loved to run in it |
| F# | |
| The | style of the fox men embrace |
| B | |
| To | know her was to love her |
| E | A | E | |
| And | no one could treat m | e like she co | uld |
| A | E | |
| She was | just a little | girl |
| A | B | |
| She was a | woman of the | world |
| E | A | F#m | |
| She was all my dreams, | she was many | things |
| B | E | |
| But | she is, she was, she'll always | be a woman |
| By: José Duarte |
| jtduarte1@netcabo.pt |