David Gilmour – Sonnet 18 (Ukulele)

            F     G           F        C 
Shall I compare thee    to a summer's day?

               Dm  F         G         C   
Thou art more lovely    and more temperate:

                 F                           C   
Rough winds do shake    the darling buds of may,

              Dm             F                C 
And summer's lease      hath all too short a date:

              G                            Am
Sometime too hot        the eye of heaven shines,

          D                                  G 
And often is            his gold complexion dimm'd;

           F      G                    F       C 
And every fair          from fair sometime declines,

              Dm    F     G                 C   
By chance or nature's   changing course untrimm'd;

       G                           Am
But thy eternal summer  shall not fade

             D                             G 
Nor lose possession     of that fair thou owest;

                  F                             C
Nor shall death brag    thou wander'st in his shade,

        Dm       F                     C
When in eternal lines   to time thou growest:

    G                                   Am
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

                F        G                  C
So long lives this and this gives life to thee