Sweet Thing

	 
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E:      [0 2 2 1 0 0]
F#m:    [2 4 4 2 2 2]
A:      [x 0 2 2 2 0]
Asus2:  [x 0 2 2 0 0]
A6:     [x 0 2 2 2 2]
B6:     [x 0 4 4 4 4]
[Intro]
E    F#m    A    Asus2    A6 / B6 \ A6 (2x)
[Strophe]
E          F#m                       A               Asus2        A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will stroll the merry way and jump the hedges first 
E          F#m                          A             Asus2       A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will drink the clear Clean water for to quench my thirst 
E          F#m                         A           Asus2          A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I shall watch the ferry-boats And they'll get high 
E          F#m            A          Asus2                        A6 / B6 \ A6 
On a bluer ocean against tomorrow's sky 
E          F#m         A      Asus2                               A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will never grow so old again 
E          F#m               A           Asus2                    A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain
[Refrain]
E               A 
Oh.... whoa....    sweet thing, sweet thing 
E               A 
Yeah....ya....     sweet thing, na...nah... 
E                        A                                       A6 / B6 \ A6 
Leah...yeah, my, my, my, my sweet thing
[Strophe]
E           F#m              A                     Asus2         A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I shall drive my chariot down your streets and cry 
E          F#m                    A          Asus2               A6 / B6 \ A6 
'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite and I don't know why' 
E       F#m                    A            Asus2                A6 / B6 \ A6 
And you shall take me strongly in your arms again 
E          F#m                      A        Asus2               A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will not remember that I even felt the pain. 
E        F#m              A                                     Asus2     A6 / B6 \ A6 
We shall walk and talk in gardens all misty wet, misty wet with rain yeah 
E          F#m                 A           Asus2                  A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will never, never, never grow so old again.
[Refrain]
E                A 
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing 
E                A 
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
[Strophe]
E           F#m          A                      Asus2             A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will raise my hand up into the night time sky 
E             F#m          A               Asus2                  A6 / B6 \ A6 
And count the stars that's shining in your eye 
E              F#m            A                  Asus2            A6 / B6 \ A6 
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder that's just fine 
E           F#m              A                   Asus2            A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I'll be satisfied not to read in between the lines 
E          F#m              A                    Asus2            A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain 
E          F#m                     A           Asus2              A6 / B6 \ A6 
And I will never, ever, ever, ever grow so old again.
[Outro]
E              A 
Oh.... whoa.... sweet thing 
E              A 
Oh.... whoa.... Sugar-baby 
E              A 
Oh.... whoa.... sweet thing 
E              A 
sugar baby.....sugar ba..by, sugar baby 
E              A 
...............with your champagne eyes 
E              A 
........And your saint-like smile....