Am Fmaj7 Every time that I see her C G A lightning bolt fills the room Am Fmaj7 The underbelly of Paris C G She sings her favourite tune She’ll drink you under the table She show you a trick or two But every time that I left her I miss the things she would do Chorus: Fmaj7 C She was the one, for me G Am She opened my eyes, to see Fmaj7 C She was the one, for me G Oh alright Fmaj7 C It was a cold September Am G Before the Indian Summer Fmaj7 C That's the thing I remember Am G When she gave me her number Fmaj7 C Went from station to station Am G On a train across the nation Fmaj7 C And the rain of November Am G That's the time that we ended Fmaj7 C She was the one, for me G Oh alright Vodka with coca-cola Cocaine tucked in her shoes Cigarettes over coffee Her halo slipped to a noose Take the slow boat to China You fly it right ’round the moon She could take it or leave it I knew it had to end soon Chorus She was the one, for me She opened my eyes, to see She was the one, for me Oh alright, alright, alright, alright, yeah | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C Fmaj7 G |