She’s blood, calls to speak flesh and bone,
no tucks or sil i cone.
She’s touch, she smell, sight, taste and sound.
But (E)some how I can’t be lieve that an y thing should hap (CN.C.)pen.
I know where I be long and noth in’s gon na hap pen,
yeah,
’cause she’s so high,
high a bove me.
She’s so love ly.
She’s so high,
like Cle o pa tra, Joan of Arc or Aph ro di
te.
Do, do, do, do, do.
She’s so high,
high a bove me.
First (F#m)class and fan cy (D)free,
she’s (F#m)high so ci e (D)ty.
She’s (F#m)got the best of (D)ev ’ry
thing.
What could a guy like me
ev er real ly of fer?
She’s (E5)per fect as she can be.
Why should I e ven both (A)er?
’Cause she’s so high,
high a bove me.
She’s so love ly.
She’s so high,
like Cle o pa tra, Joan of Arc or Aph ro di
te.
Do, do, do, do, do.
She’s so high,
high a bove me.
This page shows “She's So High” by Tal Bachman in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of A at 100 BPM, a comfortable easy-level arrangement perfect for first-time learners.