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

INTRO: [D#m]

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

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

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

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

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

REFRAIN:
Not even [B] belter [F#] [C# ^sus4] [D#m]
She is a [B] belter [F#] aah [C# ^sus4] aah [D#m] [C# ^sus4]
She is a [D#m] belter [C# ^sus4]
She is a [D#m] belter [C# ^sus4] / [D#m] [C# ^sus4]

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

REFRAIN:
Is she a [D#m] belter [C# ^sus4] / [D#m] [D#m]

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