Abby Gracie Abrams

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Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: C
Kapo:
Ohne Kapo
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Verse 1]
              G
Climb up the ivy,
                    Dm
come through the window
                   Fmaj7                  C
Hide from your family, here with your face close
G
Tell on your brother,
                Dm
how he's been so  cold
                 Fmaj7                C
I'll make you dinner, put on your headphones
G
Tune out the bad news,
                Dm
letters from college
                  Fmaj7
You miss your best     friend,
                  C
she should be calling
G                                     Dm
Just fall asleep right here on the carpet
              Fmaj7
I'd never wake     you,
                  C   G    C
stay 'til the morning light

[Chorus]
    Dm          Am      Fmaj7   C
I'm right here, fall to me,  to me
     Dm        Am         F
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
      C
sweet dreams
      Dm    Am     F        C
You'd never hurt a thing, nothing
  Dm       Am      F      G  Dm
I hope you know to talk to me

[Verse 2]
Fmaj7 C G
        When we were little,
                Dm
we shared a haircut
              Fmaj7
Wanted to kill     you,
           C
I was embarrassed
G                                   Dm
Mothers insisted that we would grow up
                       Fmaj7                         C
And things would be different 'cause we would be closer
G                                   Dm
Tell me your secrets, ask every question
            Fmaj7            C
My door is open twentyfour seven
G                                        Dm
Think you were made from something in heaven
                Fmaj7              C
You made me love     the number eleven

[Chorus]
G   C    Dm          Am      F      C
I'm, I'm right here, fall to me, to me
     Dm        Am         F
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
      C
sweet dreams
      Dm    Am     Fmaj7    C
You'd never hurt a thing, nothing
  Dm       Am      F      Dm      F
I hope you know to talk to  me, mm

[Interlude]
         | C | G |
| Dm | F | C |

[Verse 3]
G                G                Dm
 I was just thinking, do you remember
            Fmaj7                  C
Going to New     York back in November?
G
Swallowing chocolate,
              Dm
sharing a king  bed
             Fmaj7              C
Judging an album, judging my boyfriend
G                                Dm
Isn't it funny, we're getting older
               Fmaj7                    C
You used to fit     right up on my shoulders
G                                 Dm
I can't believe our childhood is over
                Fmaj7            C
I'm really grateful I get to know you

[Chorus]
G   C    Dm          Am      F      C
I'm, I'm right here, fall to me, to me
     Dm        Am         F
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
      C
sweet dreams
      Dm    Am     F        C
You'd never hurt a thing, nothing
  Dm       Am      Fmaj7   C
I hope you know to talk to me
    Dm          Am      Fmaj7   C
I'm right here, fall to me,  to me
     Dm        Am         F
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
      C
sweet dreams
      Dm    Am     Fmaj7    C
You'd never hurt a thing, nothing
  Dm       Am      F
I hope you know to talk to me

Takte

[Verse 1]
| G - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| C - |

Climb up the ivy,
come through the window
Hide from your family, here with your face close
Tell on your brother,
how he's been so  cold
I'll make you dinner, put on your headphones
Tune out the bad news,
letters from college
You miss your best     friend,
she should be calling
Just fall asleep right here on the carpet
I'd never wake     you,
stay 'til the morning light

[Chorus]
    | Dm | Am | Fmaj7 |
| C | Dm | Am | F     |
| C | Dm | Am | F     |
| C | Dm | Am | F     |
| G | Dm |

I'm right here, fall to me,  to me
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
sweet dreams
You'd never hurt a thing, nothing
I hope you know to talk to me

[Verse 2]
             | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C

When we were little,
we shared a haircut
Wanted to kill     you,
I was embarrassed
Mothers insisted that we would grow up
And things would be different 'cause we would be closer
Tell me your secrets, ask every question
My door is open twentyfour seven
Think you were made from something in heaven
You made me love     the number eleven

[Chorus]
                             G |
| C  - | Dm - | Am - | F     - |
| C  - | Dm - | Am - | F     - |
| C  - | Dm - | Am - | Fmaj7 - |
| C  - | Dm - | Am - | F     - |
| Dm - | F  - |

I'm, I'm right here, fall to me, to me
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
sweet dreams
You'd never hurt a thing, nothing
I hope you know to talk to  me, mm

[Interlude]
         | C | G |
| Dm | F | C |

[Verse 3]
                       | G - |
| G - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C G |
| - - | Dm - | Fmaj7 - | C

I was just thinking, do you remember
Going to New     York back in November?
Swallowing chocolate,
sharing a king  bed
Judging an album, judging my boyfriend
Isn't it funny, we're getting older
You used to fit     right up on my shoulders
I can't believe our childhood is over
I'm really grateful I get to know you

[Chorus]
                            G |
| C - | Dm - | Am - | F     - |
| C - | Dm - | Am - | F     - |
| C - | Dm - | Am - | F     - |
| C - | Dm - | Am - | Fmaj7 - |
| C - | Dm - | Am - | Fmaj7 - |
| C - | Dm - | Am - | F     - |
| C - | Dm - | Am - | Fmaj7 - |
| C - | Dm - | Am - | F     - |

I'm, I'm right here, fall to me, to me
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
sweet dreams
You'd never hurt a thing, nothing
I hope you know to talk to me
I'm right here, fall to me,  to me
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
sweet dreams
You'd never hurt a thing, nothing
I hope you know to talk to me

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