Tom: C
C
G
Am
F
Sweet is the melody, so hard to come by.
C
G
It's so hard to make every note bend just right.
C
G
Am
F
You lay down the hours and leave not one trace,
C
G
C
But a tune for the dancing is there in its place.
C
G
Am
F
The dance floor's for gliding, not jumping over ponies,
C
G
Where boots and gold bracelets come and meet as they should.
C
G
Am
F
It's for celebrating a Friday night romance,
C
G
C
Forgetting the bad stuff and just feeling good.
Chorus
D
A
D
A
Bm
G
An arm's just an arm till it's wrapped around a shoulder.
D
A
Looped side by side they go stepping out together.
D
A
Bm
G
A note's just a note till you wake from your slumber
D
A
D
And dare to discover the new melody
D
A
Bm
G
Sweet is the melody, so hard to come by.
D
A
it's so hard to make every note bend just right.
D
A
Bm
G
You lay down the hours and leave not one trace,
D
A
D
But a tune for the dancing is there in its place.
D
A
Bm
G
D
A
D
A
Bm
G
D
A
D
D
D
A
Bm
G
D
A
D