More Clarinet Music

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Sweater Weather

D   C   E   D   C   E
All I am is a man

D   D     C      E           D    E    D
I want the world in my hands

D  D     C       E
I hate the beach

D     C   E
But I stand

A    D E D C       A       C      D    C     A     A
In California with my toes in the sand

A    A          D           D   D      D E
Use the sleeves of my sweater

A         D          D    DD C
Let's have an adventure

D        C    D        E          D    C    DCD             D E
Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered

E            E      E       C     C     G            E
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours

E       D     E        E   D    E            EE        D            CA
You in those little high-waisted shorts, oh

D          D         D      D   D       CC
She knows what I think about

D         D       D D         EE
And what I think about

E         D            C         C
One love, two mouths

E           D          C     C
One love, one house

D       E       C      C
No shirt, no blouse

D       E     C       C     C
Just us, you find out

D  D              D  D    DD           DC      D    D         CC      DE
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no

D            D   D      D E D C A FE
'Cause it's too cold

A      F        E       C       D
For you here and now

D    D    D     D E D C A F E
So let me hold

 A          F        E         D    B      B      B   A     B C
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

D       D D  D     D     D        D          D         C A
And if I may just take your breath away

D   C      D         D     C         D      D      C    A
I don't mind if there's not much to say

D         D          D    D C          D           C       D
Sometimes the silence guides our minds

D       D      D  D    D    D     C    A C
So move to a place so far away

D          D           D          D    C     A
The goose bumps start to raise

 D         DD        D     D     D      C        D           C         A
The minute that my left hand meets your waist

D        D     C     D       C       D
And then I watch your face

D      C      DC       D   C       D
Put my finger on your tongue

    D          D     D     C      A       C
'Cause you love to taste, yeah

   C           D          CE
These hearts adore

D C D            C      DC       D       DE          E
Everyone the other beats hardest for

CC            A     C       A     C
Inside this place is warm

GF             E    D      C     E
Outside it starts to pour

DC               E
Coming down

E         D            C         C
One love, two mouths

E           D          C     C
One love, one house

D       E       C      C
No shirt, no blouse

D       E     C       C     C
Just us, you find out

D  D              D  D    DD           DC      D    D         CC      DC     DC    DE
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no

D            D   D      D E D C A FE ----------------------
'Cause it's too cold

A      F        E       C       D
For you here and now                                                      x2

D    D    D     D E D C A F E
So let me hold

 A          F        E         D    B      B      B   A     B C
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater ---------------

B A G F G
Whoa, whoa...

E F E-E F E D E D B C B
Whoa, whoa... whoa

E F E-E F E D E D B C B A G
Whoa, whoa... whoa

E F E-E F E D E D B C B
Whoa, whoa... whoa

E F E-E F E D E D B C B
Whoa, whoa...

D            D   D      D E D C A FE
'Cause it's too cold

A      F        E       C       D
For you here and now

D    D    D     D E D C A F E
So let me hold

 A          F        E         D    B      B      B   A     B C
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

D   D      D E D C A FE
it's too cold

A      F        E       C       D
For you here and now

 D    D     D E D C A F E
 let me hold

 A          F        E         D    B      B      B   A     B C
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

D       E      D
It's too cold,

D      C      E
It's too cold

B         B       B    A     B C
The holes of my sweater...

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