Fame and Fortune Elvis Presley
[C]Fame and [Em]fortune, [F]how empty [G7]they can [C]be,
[Dm]but when i hold you [C]in my [Am]arms, [D7]that's heaven to [G7]me,
[G7]who cares for [C]fame and [Em]fortune, [F]they're only [G7]passing [C]things,
[Dm]but the touch of your [C]lips on [Am]mine, [D7]makes me [G7]feel like a k[C]ing.
Verse 2.
[C]Your kind of [F]love is a treasure i h[C]old,
[C]It's so much [Am]greater [D7]than silver or [Dm]gold,
Verse 3.
[G7]I know that [C]i'd have [Em]nothing [F]if you should go [C]away,
[Dm]But to know that you [C]love [Am]me brings, [Dm]fame and [G7]fortune my [C]way,
[Dm]But to know that you [C]love [Am]me brings, [Dm]fame and [G7]fortune my [C]way.
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