Табулатура: Waits Tom - "Hope That I Dont Fall In Love"



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Here's Tom Waits' "Hope that I don't fall in love with you" from
the album Closing Time:



I hope that I don't fall in love with you   (Tom Waits)
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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   
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



 Some people play hard to get, I play hard to want

 Johan Kristian Sveen 
 dept. of informatics
 University of Oslo


 Email: johans@ifi.uio.no


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