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Sweet Thing (Van Morrison, Astral Weeks) Tabbed by Dan Stubs
EAnd I will F#mstroll the merry way And jump the Ahedges first A7 A6 A7 EAnd I will drink the cF#mlear Clean water fAor to quench my thirsA7t A6 A7 EAnd I shall watch the fF#merry-boats And they'll getA highA7 A6 A7 EOn a bluer ocean F#m Against Atomorrow's sA7ky A6 A7 EAnd I will never growF#m so old agAain A7 A6 A7 EAnd I will walk F#mand talk In gardens all Amisty and weA7t wA6ithA7 rain EMy, my, my, my, F#mmy sweet thing A A7 A6 A7
And I shall drive my chariot Down your streets and cry 'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite And I don't know why' And you shall take me strongly In your arms again And I will not remember That I even felt the pain. We shall walk and talk In gardens all misty and wet with rain And I will never, never, never Grow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I will raise my hand up Into the night time sky And count the stars That's shining in your eye Just to dig it all an' not to wonder That's just fine And I'll be satisfied Not to read in between the lines And I will walk and talk In gardens all wet with rain And I will never, ever, ever, ever Grow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes And your saint-like smile... UG plus: remove banner