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

it’s hard to (Eb)breathe.

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

Ain’t that the way it is?

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

(G)Words can’t (G)bring me (Em)down.

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

Yes, (G)words can’t (G)bring me (Em)down, oh, no.

So don’t you bring me down to to day.

To all your friends you’re de (G)lir i ous, then so con (Em)sumed

in all your (Eb)doom.

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

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

Ain’t that the way it is?

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

(G)Words can’t (G)bring you (Em)down.

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

Yes, (G)words can’t (G)bring you (Em)down, oh, no.

So don’t you bring me down to to day.

(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.

to day.

Don’t you bring me down to day, yeah,

ooh.

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