Masters in China Priscilla Ahn
Sorry if it's a little off (mainly on the Am).
This is my first tab, and I'm playing it on a Baritone ukulele (the bottom four
strings of a guitar). It should still work the same on a guitar, though.
enjoy!
Capo 1
You've a[D]lways been bashful,
Yo[D]u're just that way.
But your e[F#m]yes are like billboards;
They g[F#m]ive you away.
Your m[D]outh is a trumpet.
Someb[D]ody else plays.
Long a[F#m]fter the note's gone,
The t[F#m]one usually stays.
And your ch[G]est's a fine pillow,
With l[G]ining of feather.
Your h[Am]air is a family,
The st[Am]rands stick together.
Your fi[G]ngers are keys from
The g[G]randest piano.
Pl[Am]ayed by a mind that
The L[G]ord only k[D]nows.
[D] [F#m] [D]
The t[D]ongue of an angel
Fl[D]oats in red wine saliva.
Your t[F#m]eeth rival porcelain
M[F#m]ade by masters in China.
Your f[D]ace can't be captured
By p[D]ictures or words and
Your v[F#m]oice is a music
Th[F#m]at I've never heard.
And your [G]skin is a cream dipped
Ou[G]t beyond measure.
Your n[Am]ose is a peak never
T[Am]ouched by the weather.
Your fi[G]ngers are keys from
The gr[G]andest piano,
P[Am]layed by a soul that
The L[G]ord only k[D]nows.
[D]Oooh ooh ooh-oooh
[D]Oooh ooh oooh-ooh.
[F#m]Oooh-ooh o[D]ooh-oooh. (Repeat "oohs" four times)
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