Ricky Nelson - Theres not a minute

^DIn the morning when I wake and see your ^Apicture. ^AIn the afternoon when I meet our old ^Dfriends. When I ^Gsit and have myself a lonely ^Dsupper. Right up ^Auntil the blue, blue night ^Dends.

^DThere's not a ^Bmminute that it doesn't ^Gbmhurt me. How could you ^Bmdesert me, ^Ebreak my heart this ^Gway-ay-^Gbmay--^Emay? And ^Deven when I'm sleeping, you ^Gcome into my dreams. There's ^Anot a ^Gminute ^Gbmthat it ^Emdoesn't ^Dhurt. There's ^Anot a ^Gminute ^Gbmthat it ^Emdoesn't ^Dhurt.

^AWhen I ^Dsee two lovers run to meet each ^Aother. ^EWhen I ^Athink of ^Dbmall our ^Adreams that ^Ewon't come ^Dtrue. When I ^Grealize I'll never love an^Dother. So many ^Athings ^Dbmdear, re^Amind me of ^Dyou.

^DThere's not a ^Bmminute that it doesn't ^Gbmhurt me. How could you ^Bmdesert me, ^Ebreak my heart this ^Gway-ay-^Gbmay--^Emay? And ^Deven when I'm sleeping, you ^Gcome into my dreams. There's ^Anot a ^Gminute ^Gbmthat it ^Emdoesn't ^Dhurt. There's ^Anot a ^Gminute ^Gbmthat it ^Emdoesn't ^Dhurt.