Gerry Cinnamon, Belter (2017)
^{Key: :[Fm] (w: Gerry Cinnamon) (BPM: 127)}

INTRO: [Fm]

VERSE 1:
She is a [Fm] belter, [D#] different from the rest
[C#] Diamonds oan' her finger and she [Fm] always looks her best
She is a [Fm] gangster, with a [D#] hundred-mile stare
When [C#] she walks her [Fm] feet don't touch the flare'

REFRAIN:
She is a [Fm] belter [D# ^sus4] [Fm] [D# ^sus4]

VERSE 2:
She plays wae' [Fm] lightning, I'm a [D#] hundred miles high [D# ^sus4]
[C#] Dishing out the thunder like a [Fm] god inside the sky [D# ^sus4]
She is a [Fm] dancer and she [D#] dances in my dreams [D# ^sus4]
[C#] Reminds me that the world is not as [Fm] evil as it seems

REFRAIN:
She is a [Fm] belter [D# ^sus4] / [Fm] [Fm]

CHORUS:
No happy [C#] endings, unless [G#] fairy-tales come true
But [D#] she looks like a [D# ^sus4] princess and there's [Fm] not much else to do
I think I [C#] love her, she gets [G#] underneath my skin
But [D#] I've been stung a few [D# ^sus4] times, so I [Fm] don't let no one in

REFRAIN:
Not even [C#] belter [G#] [D# ^sus4] [Fm]
She is a [C#] belter [G#] aah [D# ^sus4] aah [Fm] [D# ^sus4]
She is a [Fm] belter [D# ^sus4]
She is a [Fm] belter [D# ^sus4] / [Fm] [D# ^sus4]

VERSE 3:
How can she [Fm open] reach me when I'm [D# open] high above the shelf?
[C# open] Lost inside a smoke ring while I [Fm open] ponder tae' myself
Is she the [Fm open] answer, tae the [D# open] question in my mind?
Is [C# open] happiness an option, or has [Fm open] love just turned me blind?