Sweet Thing

([E] [F#m] [A] [B] [Abm] [A])
Listen to the song for the Rhythm, its a lot of quick changes at the end.

[E]And I will stroll the [F#m]merry way
And jump the [A]hedges first  [B]    [Abm]        [A]
[E]And I will drink the c[F#m]lear
Clean water f[A]or to quench my thirs[B]t [Abm]     [A]
[E]And I shall watch the f[F#m]erry-boats
And they'll get[A] high
On a bluer ocean[B]  [Abm]      [A]
[E]Against tomorrow's s[F#m]ky
And I will never grow [A]so old again[B]  [Abm]      [A]
[E]And I will walk and t[F#m]alk
In gardens all we[A]t with rain   [B]     [Abm]         [A]

[E]Oh sweet thing, s[A]weet thing
[E]My, my, my, my, m[A]y sweet thing

And I shall drive my chariot
Down your streets and cry
'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
And I don't know why'
And you shall take me strongly
In your arms again
And I will not remember
That I even felt the pain.
We shall walk and talk
In gardens all misty and wet with rain
And I will never, never, never
Grow so old again.

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing

And I will raise my hand up
Into the night time sky
And count the stars
That's shining in your eye
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder
That's just fine
And I'll be satisfied
Not to read in between the lines
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain
And I will never, ever, ever, ever
Grow so old again.

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes
And your saint-like smile...