Things Tab de uke por Bobby Darin

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Every night I sit here by my window (window)
                      A
Starin at the lonely avenue (avenue)
D               D7                G
Watchin lovers holdin hands and laughin (laughin)
D                A                 D
Thinkin bout the things we used to do

               A
Thinkin bout things (like a walk in the park)
D
Things, (like a kiss in the dark)
A
Things, (like a sailboat ride..yeah, yeah)
D
What about the night we cried?
G
Things, like lovers vow
D
Things, that we don't do now
A                                    D   
Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do.

D
Memories are all I have to cling to (cling to)
                                           A
And heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to (talkin' to)
     D                    D7             G
When I'm not thinkin of just how much I love you (love you)
          D                A                 D  
Well, I'm thinkin bout the things we used to do

           A
Thinkin of things (like a walk in the park)
D
Things, (like a kiss in the dark.)
A
Things, (like a sailboat ride..yeah, yeah.)
D              D7
What about the night we cried?
G
Things, like lovers vow..
D
things, that we don't do now.
A                                    D     D# 
Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

D#
I still can hear that jukebox softly playin'(playin')
                                       Bb
And the face I see each day belongs to you (belongs to you)
               D#
Though there's not a single sound, 
              G#
And there's nobody else around,
           D#                          Bb               D#
Well, it's just me thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

            Bb
Thinkin' of things (like a walk in the park.)
D#
Things, (like a kiss in the dark.)
Bb                                    D#
Things, (like a sailboat ride..yeah, yeah.)
D#
What about the night we cried?
G#
Things, like lovers vow
D#
things, that we don't do now
Bb                                    D#
Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

        Bb                                      D#
And the heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to
           Bb                                    D#
You got me thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do