To Ev ’ry day is so (G)won der ful, then sud den (Em)ly,

it’s hard to (Eb)breathe.

(G)Try Now and then I get (G)in se cure from all the (Em)pain, left feel so zle a shamed.

Ain’t that the way it is?

’Cause I am beau ti ful no (Am)mat ter what they say.

(G)Words can’t (G)bring me down.

I am beau ti ful in (Am)ev ’ry sin gle way.

Yes, (G)words can’t (G)bring me down,

oh no.

So don’t you bring me down to day.

To all your friends you’re de (G)lir i ous.

then So con (Em)sumed

in all your (Eb)doom.

(G)Try ing hard to fill the (G)emp ti ness.

The piec es (Em)gone, left the puz zle un done.

Ain’t that the way it is?

’Cause You are beau ti ful no (Am)mat ter what they say.

(G)Words can’t (G)bring you down.

You are beau ti ful in (Am)ev ’ry sin gle way.

Yes, (G)words can’t (G)bring you down,

oh no.

So don’t you bring me down to day.

So don’t you bring me down to (G)day.

No mat ter what we (G)do.

No mat ter what we (Em)say.

We’re the song in side the (Eb)tune full of beau ti ful mis (G)takes.

And ev ’ry where we (G)go the sun will al ways (Em)shine.

And to mor row we might a (Eb)wake on the oth er side.

So don’t you bring me down to day.

Don’t you bring me down to day, yea,

ooh.

Don’t you bring me down, (CN.C.)um, to (G)day.