Hope That I Dont Fall In Love With Chords by Tom Waits

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From: Johan Kristian Sveen 

>From the 1973 release "Closing Time", this is the tune many refer to as the
song "closing Time" (wrong!!). The song "closing time" is an instrumental
piece at the end of the album!



I hope that I don't fall in love with you   (Tom Waits)
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   C                F                 G 
I hope that I don't fall in love with you
      C           F                   G
Cause falling in love just makes me blue
          F              C                F               C
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see
  F              C              F              G
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out to me
      C                 F                 G   
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.

Now the room is crowded, people everywhere
And I wonder should I offer you a chair
Well if you sit down with this old clown,
he'll take that frown and break it
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you

Now the night does funny things inside a man
These old tomcat feelings you don't understand
I turn around and look at you, you light a cigarette
Wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you

And I can see that you are lonesome just like me
And I'm feeling like you'd like some company
Well I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me
The guy you're with is up and split, the chair next to you's free
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me

Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks I'll have another stout
I turn around and look at you, you're nowhere to be found
I search the place for your lost face, I guess I'll have another round
and I think that I just fell in love with you



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from:

Johan Kristian Sveen
University of Oslo, Norway
Dept. of Mechanics