G7
F~7
Bm5-~7
B7
B7~F~
Em
A
Em
B7~9-
Whenever skies look gray to me,
And trouble begins to brew,
Whenever the win – ter winds become too s trong,
G7
F~7
Bm5-~7
B7
B7~F~
Em
A
Em
A
I con centrate on you.
When fortune cries “Nay, nay” to me,
And people declare “You’re through,”
Whenever the blues become my on – ly s ongs,
G7
F~7
Bm5-~7
B7
B7~F~
Em
A
Em
I conce ntrate on you.
On your smile, so sweet, so tender
When at first my k iss you do decline
On the light in your eyes when you surrender
And once again our arms intertwine
And so when wise men say to me
That love’s young dream never comes tru e,
To prove that even the wise men ca n be wrong,
G7
F~7
Bm5-~7
B7
B7~F~
Em
Am7
Em
I conce ntrate on you.
G7
F~7
Em6
B
B7
F~m
A6~9
Am7
Am
B7~F~
Em
A