tone [Dm]
Intro:
My aunt used to live in Paris.
I remember she used to come home and
she would tell us these stories about being abroad, and
I remember she told us
that she jumped into the river, once.
Barefoot.
Verse 1:
She smiled, leapt, without looking
and tumbled into the [Gm7] Seine. [C7]
The [F] water was [C/E] freezing; she [Bb/D] spent a month [Bbm/Db] sneezing,
but [Dm7] said she would [F/C] do it [Gm7] again. [C7]
Chorus:
[Gm7] Here's to the [C7] ones who [Dm7] dream,
[Gm7] Foolish as [C7] they may [Fmaj7] seem.
[Gm7] Here's to the [C7] hearts that [Dm7] ache. [C#dim] [F/C]
[Gm7] Here's to the [C7] mess we [Dm7] make. [C7]
Verse 2:
She [F] captured a [C/E] feeling, [Bb] sky with no [Bbm] ceiling,
the [Dm7] sunset [F/C] inside a [Gm7] frame. [C7]
She [F] lived in her [C/E] liquor and [Bb] died with a [Bbm] flicker,
I'll [Dm7] always re[F/C] member the [Gm7] flame [C7]
Chorus:
[Gm7] Here's to the [C7] ones who [Dm7] dream,
[Gm7] Foolish, as [C7] they may [Fmaj7] seem.
[Gm7] Here's to the [C7] hearts that [Dm7] ache. [C#aug]
[Gm7] Here's to the [C7] mess we m[F] ake.
Bridge:
[C7] She told me:
[Dm7] A bit of [A7] madness is [Bbmaj7] key
to [Dm7] give us new [A7] colors to[Bbmaj7] see.
[Gm7] Who knows [C7] where it will [Fmaj7] lead us?
[Gm7] And [C7] that's why they [Fmaj7] need us,
Verse 3:
So [A] bring on the [E] rebels, the [D] ripples from [Dm] pebbles
The [F#m] painters and [A/E] poets and [Bm7] plays [E7]
Chorus:
And [F#m7] here's to the [B7] fools who [C#m7] dream,
[F#m7] Crazy, as [B7] they may [Emaj7] seem.
[F#m7] Here's to the [B7] hearts that [C#m7] break.
[F#m7] Here's to the [B7] mess we [Emaj7] make.
Outro:
I [A] trace it all back…to[F#maj7] then.
[A] Her and the snow and the [F#maj7] Seine
[D] Smiling through it, she [Dm] said she'd do it,
[A] Again.