(C)Noth ing’s quite as (Fmaj7)pret ty

as Mar y (G7)in the morn ing, when through a (F)sleep y haze I (D7)see her ly ing (G7)there.

Soft as the (Fmaj7)rain to touch it, that falls on (G7)sum mer flow ers, warm as the (F)sun light shin ing (D7)on her gold en (G7)hair.

When I a wake

and see her there so close be (G)side me,

I want to take

her in my arms; the ache is (D7)there

so deep in (G7)side me.

(C)Noth ing’s quite as (Fmaj7)pret ty

as Mar y (G7)in the morn ing, chas ing a (F)rain bow in her (D7)dreams so far a (G7)way.

And when she (Fmaj7)turns to touch it, I kiss her (G7)face so soft ly and then my (F)Mar y wakes to (D7)love an oth er (G7)day.

And Mar y’s there

in sun ny days or storm y (G)weath er.

She does n’t care

’cause, right or wrong, the love we (D7)share

we share to (G7)side me.

(G7)geth er.