C
F
F/g
C
F
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F/g
C
F
F/g
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C
F
G
I hope that I don't fall in love with you
C
F
G
'Cause falling in love just makes me blue
F
C
F
C
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see
F
C
F
G
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out to me
C
F
G
C
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Now the room is crowded, people everywhere
And I wonder should I offer you a chair
Well if you sit down with this old clown
He'll take that frown and break it
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Now the night does funny things inside a man
These old tomcat feelings you don't understand
I turn around and look at you, you light a cigarette
Wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
And I can see that you are lonesome just like me
And I'm feeling like you'd like some company
Well I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me
The guy you're with is up and split, the chair next to you's free
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me
Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout
I turn around and look at you, you're nowhere to be found
I search the place for your lost face, I guess I'll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you
G
C
G
C
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye
G
C
G
C
Hushabye my baby, no need to be crying
Bm
Bbm
Am7
D
You can burn the midnight oil with me as long as you will
Bm
Bbm
Am7
D
G
C
Stare out at the moon upon the windowsill, and dream...
Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hushabye my baby, no need to be crying
There's dew drops on the windowsill, gumdrops in your head
Slipping into dream land, you're nodding your head, so dream
Dream of West Virginia, or of the British Isles
'Cause when you are dreaming, you see for miles and miles
When you are much older, remember when we sat
At midnight on the windowsill, and had this little chat
And dream, come on and dream, come on and dream, and dream...
D
A7
D
A7
Bm
A
G
D
A7
D
A7
Bm
A
G
Operator, number please, it's been so many years
D
A7
D
A7
Bm
A
G
She'll remember my old voice while I fight the tears
D
B7
Em
A7
D
B7
Em
A7
Hello, hello there, is this Martha? This is ol' Tom Frost
D
B7
Em
A7
Bm
A
G
I am calling long distance, don't worry about the cost
D
B7
Em
A7
D
B7
Em
A7
It's been fourteen years or more now, Martha, please recall
D
B7
Em
A
Bm
A
G
And meet me out for coffee where we'll talk about it all
D
G
D
G
And those were days of roses, of poetry and prose
Bm
G
Em
A
D
G
And Martha, all I had was you and all you had was me
D
G
D
G
There was no tomorrow, we packed away our sorrows
Bm
G
A
D
G
And we saved them for a rainy day
D
A7
D
A7
Bm
A
G
I feel so much old now, you're much older too
How's the husband, how's the kids?
You know that I got married too
Lucky that you found someone who makes you feel secure
We were all so young and foolish, now we are mature
And those were days of roses, of poetry and prose
And Martha, all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrow, we packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day
I was always so impulsive, guess that I still am
All that really mattered then was that I was a man
Guess that our bein' together wasn't meant to be
Martha, Martha, I love you, can't you see
And those were days of roses, of poetry and prose
And Martha, all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrow, we packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day
I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you
D
A7
D
A7
Bm
A
G
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B|-----7-----5--|-----7-----5--|-----3-----2--|--3------|
G|--7-----6-----|--7-----6-----|--4-----2-----|--0------|
D|--0-----------|--0-----------|--------------|---------|
A|--------0-----|--------0-----|--2-----0-----|--0------|
E|--------------|--------------|--------------|---------|
