Thank God It's Not Christmas
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
What do I hear, what do I hear?
Chit-chat, and clinking glass
Cheap talk, a lady's laugh
After hours
What do I see, what do I see?
Some sunken hideaway
Where people go to play
After hours
There I'll spend the night
Meeting fancy things
At bistros and old haunts
Trying very hard to
sin
Then it is day end in a way
The pattern's much the same
In-spots, a matinee
Every day
Blend with the crowd, blend with the loud
Hypnotic ebb and flow
Until the day goes slowly
Into night
See the same old crowd
At bistros and old haunts
'Til the lights grow dim,
The not-so-subtle hint to be
gone
Thank God it's not Christmas
When there is
only you, and nothing else to do
Thank God it's not Christmas
Where there's just
you to do. The rest is closed to public
view
Caroling kids, caroling kids
A trifle premature,
in tones so rich and pure and
crystalline
Call for the day, the popular day
It's fast approaching now
But will the mood allow
One dissent
If this were the Seine
We'd be very suave
But it's just the rain washing down the
boulevard
Popular days, the popular ways
Are for the chosen few
Not meant for me and you
Obviously
Popular nights, poplar rites
Great things to say and do
Aren't said or done by you
Obviously
If this were Seine
We'd be very suave
But it's just the rain washing down the
boulevard
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Readable chord sheet for Thank God It's Not Christmas by Sparks
[Bb]What do I hear, what do I hear? [Gm]Chit-chat, and clinking glass [Ab]Cheap talk, a lady's laugh [F]After hours [Bb]What do I see, what do I see? [Gm]Some sunken hideaway [Ab]Where people go to play [F]After hours [Eb]There I'll spend the night [Bb]Meeting fancy things [Gm]At bistros and old haunts Trying very hard to [F]sin [Bb]Then it is day end in a way [Gm]The pattern's much the same [Ab]In-spots, a matinee [F]Every day [Bb]Blend with the crowd, blend with the loud [Gm]Hypnotic ebb and flow [Ab]Until the day goes slowly [F]Into night [Eb]See the same old crowd [Bb]At bistros and old haunts [Gm]'Til the lights grow dim, The not-so-subtle hint to be [F]gone [C#]Thank God it's not Christmas When there is [Eb]only you, and nothing else to do [C#]Thank God it's not Christmas Where there's just [Eb]you to do. The rest is closed to public [F]view [Bb]Caroling kids, caroling kids [Gm]A trifle premature, [Ab]in tones so rich and pure and [F]crystalline [Bb]Call for the day, the popular day [Gm]It's fast approaching now [Ab]But will the mood allow [F]One dissent [Eb]If this were the Seine [Bb]We'd be very suave [Gm]But it's just the rain washing down the boule[F]vard [Bb]Popular days, the popular ways [Gm]Are for the chosen few [Ab]Not meant for me and you [F]Obviously [Bb]Popular nights, poplar rites [Gm]Great things to say and do [Ab]Aren't said or done by you [F]Obviously [Eb]If this were Seine [Bb]We'd be very suave [Gm]But it's just the rain washing down the boule[F]vard