You're the Top Chords by Louis Armstrong

[Start]

[Verse]
Eb E7 Eb                  Fm         
■  ■  At words poetic I'm so pathetic
                            Cm  
That I always have found it best
        Fm7            Ab          
Instead of getting 'em off my chest
Bb7        Eb   Eb7            
To let 'em rest ■   unexpressed
  Eb               Fm        
I hate parading my serenading
Eb      Cm              D7 
As I'll probably miss a bar
Gm          Cm                    
But if this ditty is not so pretty
Cm                     
At least it'll tell you
                  Eb
How great you are ■ 
           Eb 
You're the top
           Bb7      Eb
You're the Coliseum ■ 
           Eb 
You're the top
           Eb           
You're the Louver Museum
         Eb                               
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
D7              Gm    
You're a Bendel bonnet
  C7                  
A Shakespeare's sonnet
C7                 
You're Mickey Mouse
Bb7            
You're the Nile
Bb7                     
You're the Tower of Pisa
                    Bb7          
You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
                      Eb                  
I'm a worthless check a total wreck a flop
       Abmaj7                     Bb7    
But if baby I'm the bottom you're the top
Bb7                               
Your words poetic are not pathetic
       Eb                       
On the other hand babe you shine
          Eb                   
And I can feel after every line
  Eb           
A thrill divine
        Eb7      
Down my ■   spine
                  Eb                  
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
                              Ab 
Might think that your song is bad
            Ab    
But I got a notion
            Ab        
I'll second the motion
            Eb                   
And this is what I'm going to add
Eb            
You're the top
               Cm    
You're Mahatma Gandhi
       Cm     
You're the top
Cm                    
You're Napoleon Brandy
       Cm              
You're the purple light
Cm                        
Of a summer night in Spain
       Cm                  
You're the National Gallery
Cm                   
You're Garbo's salary
       Cm        
You're cellophane
       Cm     
You're sublime


[Chorus]
Cm                  
You're turkey dinner
Cm                                        
You're the time the time of a Derby winner
Cm                                        
I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop
Cm                        
But if baby I'm the bottom
           Cm 
You're the top
           Cm 
You're the top
          Cm          
You're an arrow collar
       Cm     
You're the top
                  Cm    
You're a Coolidge dollar
           Cm          
You're the nimble tread
               Cm          
Of the feet of Fred Astaire
Cm                     
You're an O'Neill drama


[Verse]
Cm                    
You're Whistler's mama
Cm              
You're camembert
Cm           
You're a rose
Cm                    
You're Inferno's Dante
           Cm  
You're the nose
             Eb     
On the great Durante
    Eb           
I'm just in a way
                           Eb  
As the French would say de trop
D7              Gm        
But if baby I'm the bottom
       Gm     
You're the top
           Gm 
You're the top
C7                    
You're a dance in Bali
C7            
You're the top
             C7    
You're a hot tamale
Bb7                
You're an angel you
Bb7                      
Simply too too too diveen
         Bb7       
You're a Boticcelli
            
You're Keats
             
You're Shelly
               
You're Ovaltine
             
You're a boom


[Chorus]
       Fm7                   
You're ■   the dam at Boulder
Fm7            
You're the moon
     Fm7                
Over Mae West's shoulder
        Fm7               
I'm the nominee of the GOP
      
Or GOP
                Cm        
But if baby I'm the bottom
       Cm     
You're the top
Eb            
You're the top
         Eb           
You're a Waldorf salad
Ab            
You're the top
         Ab           
You're a Berlin ballad
Fm7        Abmaj7          
You're the boats that glide
       F7               
On the sleepy Zuider Zee
                    F7    
You're an old Dutch master
F7               
You're Lady Astor
F7             
You're broccoli
Eb            
You're romance
Eb                          
You're the steppes of Russia
Fm7    Eb                       
You're the pants on a Roxy usher
                               Eb  
I'm a broken doll a folderol a blop
            Eb            
But if baby I'm the bottom
Eb            
You're the top


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