Brass buttons green silks and silver shoes
F#m B E
Warm evenings pale mornings bottle of blues
G#m E A F#
And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair
F#m B E
Brass buttons green silks and silver shoes
F#m B E
My mind was young until she grew
F#m B E
My secret thoughts known only by a few
G#m E
It was a dream much too real
A F#
To be leaned against too long
F#m B E
All the time I think she knew
F#m B E
Her words still dance inside my head
F#m B E
Her comb still lies beside my bed
G#m E
And the sun comes up without her
A F#
It just doesn't know she's gone
F#m B E
But I remember everything she said
F#m B E
Brass buttons green silks and silver shoes
F#m B E
Warm evenings pale mornings bottle of blues
G#m E A F#
And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair
F#m B E
Brass buttons green silks and silver shoes