Listen to song for rhythm.

F#  A  E  D

I'm comin' home, 
I'm comin', 
I'm comin' home, 
I'm comin', 

        
So wrap your arms around me darlin, 
Just so you know, 
I'm commin' down around you darlin', 
We've never looked this beautiful, 
Ever, I'll be, Your sweet, December, 
(Oh oh oh oh)

I don't need you when I've got my pride.
So can't you see,
Everything you are belongs
To me.

A E F# D

The city lights were fading, 
I saw her on the pavement, 
Dressed in black and,
Writing wrongs, 
The station played her favourite song, 
She said, 
I don't think I remember, 
A taste as sweet as this December, 
And I kno-o-o-ow, 
I'm comin' home, 
I'm comin' home, 

     
F#  A  E  D

So wrap, 
Your arms around me, 
I'm comin' home, 
I'm comin' home, 
To be, Your sweet, December.


So can't you see, 
That everything you are belongs
To me.

A E F# D

The city lights were fading, 
I saw her on the pavement, 
Dressed in black and, 
Writing wrongs, 
The station played her favourite song, 

She said, 
I don't think I remember, 
A taste as sweet as this December, 
And I kno-o-o-ow, 
I'm comin' home, 
I'm comin'
 hooooomeeeeeee, 


I’ll be your sweet December.