Musical Key

Michael & Margo Timmins


[Bm] [G] [F#] [Bm]

[Bm] My mother [G] sang the [F#] sweetest [Bm] melody
[G] although she never [A] sang in a [Bm] musical [F#] key.
I would [G] hear her through the [A] house.
[G] My name called out [F#] loud.
[Bm] My mother [G] sang the [F#] sweetest [Bm] melody.

My mother's [G] hands were [F#] always cool and [Bm] soft.
[G] And like her [A] eyes, they would [Bm] caress with every [F#] touch.
[G] She would listen to my [A] chatter
as if [G] every word I spoke [F#] mattered.
[Bm] She'd hold me [G] close and [F#] whisper in my [Bm] ear.

She'd say, [A] "girl, you are a [Bm] part of me
[A] and I have made you [Bm] strong.
[A] when you grow up and are [Bm] on your own
remem- [G] ber to [F#] win them with your [Bm] song."

[Bm] My father [G] sang in [F#] perfect [Bm] harmony.
[G] And though he never [A] sang in a [Bm] musical [F#] key
You could [G] hear him when he'd [A] enter the house
the [G] kiss he'd give my [F#] Ma.
[Bm] My father [G] sang in [F#] perfect [Bm] harmony.

My father's [G] words were [F#] always sure and [Bm] clear
[G] and like his [A] presence they would [Bm] rid me of my [F#] fears.
[G] And when I crawled [A] up on his knees
I was [G] safe as I could [F#] be.
[Bm] He'd hold me [G] tight and [F#] whisper in my [Bm] ear.

He'd say, [A] "girl, you are a [Bm] part of me
[A] and I have made you [Bm] strong
[A] when you grow up and are [Bm] on your own
remem- [G] ber to [F#] win them with your [Bm] song."

[Bm] My mother [G] sang the [F#] sweetest [Bm] melody,
[G] although she never [F#] sang [Bm] in a musical key.

Tabbed by Kimberley D. Ewart

 

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Last Update: July 8, 2004
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