Tono: A
Introducción:
A
You've cut out your dancin'
B7
and you never see a show
A
The girls come by to pick you up
D7 A
and you hardly ever go
D A
It seems your head is in the clouds above
A E A
You've got the ways of a woman in love
I go by your house at night
D
Many is the night
A
I've laid awake and cried
D
Now you'll never know how much
A E
you've hurt my foolish pride
I recall your kisses