HAPPINESS IS A WARM GUN

(The Beatles)

Am7 Am6 Em9 Em Am7 Am6 Em9 Em

She's not a girl who misses much, do do do do do do, oh yeah.

Dm = =

She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand

Am =

like a lizard on a window pane.

Dm

The man in the crowd

= Am =

with the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail boots,

Dm

Lying with his eyes

= Am =

while his hands are busy working overtime,

Dm =

A soap impression of his wife

= Am =

which he ate and donated to the national trust.

A7 (la-la#-si-) C Am

A7

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down

(la-la#-si-)

Down to the bits that I left up town

C Am

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down.

A7 C A7 G7

Mother superior jump the gun, mother superior jump the gun

Mother superior jump the gun, mother superior jump the gun

Mother superior jump the gun, mother superior jump the gun

C Am F G7 C Am F G7

Happiness is a warm gun, Happiness is a warm gun, mama

C Am F G7

When I hold you in my arms

C Am F G7

And I feel my finger on your trigger

C Am F G7

I know nobody can do me no harm

C Am F G7

Because (happiness) is a warm gun, mama

C Am F G7

Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is

Fm C Am F

Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun!

G7 C Am F G7 C

But don’t you know that happiness is warm gun, mama?