Tripod - Sweet caroline

^CWhere it began I ^Fcan't begin to know it ^CBut then I know it's going st^Grong ^CWas it the spring, an^Fd spring became a summer ^CWho'd have believe you'd come along^G

^CHands ^Am touching hands ^GReaching out touching me^F touching y^Gou

^CSweet Carolin^Fe Good times never seemed so goo^Gd ^CIm inclined^F to believe there never would ^FBut ^Emnow ^DmI'm

^CLook at the nig^Fht and it don't seem so lone^Cly We fill it up with only t^Gwo ^CAnd when I hurt Hur^Fting runs off my shoulder^C How can I hurt when holdi^Gng you

^CWarm touchi^Amng warm ^GReachin out to^Fuching me touchi^Gng you (reachin and touchin and reachin and F@#kin)

^CHands t^Amouching hands ^GReaching out touching^F me touching y^Gou ^CSweet Caroli^Fne Good times never seemed so g^Good ^CIm inclin^Fed to believe there never w^Gould ^FOh n^Emo n^Dmo