Cheryl Wheeler - Music in my room

^GIn my secret ^Cadd9hideaway, ^A7sus4I would play all ^D/F#night So ^Gif you go out, hope you don't ^Cadd9want me to I've got a ^A7sus4rendezvous with a ^D/F#stack of 45'^Gs

^GSaturday night ^Cadd9/Gsitting home alone, ^A7sus4disconnect the phone ^DPut those records on ^GUp in my room, ^Cadd9trying to find the chords and ^A7sus4learning all the words To ^Dall my favourite songs ^Am I ^Emlove to hear those ^Dvoices talk in ^Grhymes ^Am I ^Emknow I've played this ^Done a hundred ^Gtimes And I ^Cknow the songs will ^Amend too ^Dsoon When I'm ^Clistening to the ^Dmusic in my^G room

^GUp in my bed ^Cadd9by the radio, ^A7sus4kept it turned so low ^DListening in the dark ^GClosing my eyes, ^Cadd9whispering along, ^A7sus4waiting for the song That ^Dalways hit the mark ^Am I ^Emcounted two's and ^Dfour's instead of ^Gsheep ^Am I ^Emsailed across the ^DMersey in my ^Gsleep And I ^Cknew the songs would ^Amend too ^Dsoon When I ^Clistened to the ^Dmusic in my ^Groom

It was ^Csomething to take ^Gwith me ^Dwhere I ^Gwent ^CSecret and se^Gductive in my ^Dear Oh, ^Cwondering if ^Gall those ^Dhours ^Emspent ^CLost in something ^GI could only ^Dhear

^GSaturday night ^Cadd9always here and gone, ^A7sus4Sunday comes along ^DFriday seems so far ^GSitting in school, ^Cadd9grooving in my chair, ^A7sus4tap the desk and stare And ^Ddream of my guitar ^Am I ^Emdrifted off in ^Dwaves of rock and ^Groll ^Am And I ^Emwondered if I ^Dhad a Rubber ^GSoul And I ^Cknew the songs would ^Amend too ^Dsoon When I ^Clistened to the ^Dmusic in my ^Groom ^{Am D}

So ^Gif you go out, hope you don't ^Cadd9want me to I've got a ^A7sus4rendezvous with a ^D/F#stack of 45'^Gs