Sting - Seven days

^Cmaj7"Seven days" was all she wrote A k^Ebind of ulti^Bbmatum note She g^Gave to me, she g^Fave to me ^F

^Cmaj7When I thought the field had cleared It s^Ebeems another s^Bbuit appeared To ch^Gallenge me, w^Eoe is me

T^Cmaj7hough I hate to make a choice My o^Ebptions are dec^Bbreasing mostly r^Gapidly W^Fell we'll see ^F

^Cmaj7I don't think she'd bluff this time I r^Ebeally have to m^Bbake her mine It's p^Glain to see It's h^Eim or me ^E7

M^Fonday, ^FI could wait till T^Guesday If ^E7I make up my m^Amind W^Fednesday would be f^Gine, T^E7hursday's on my m^Amind ^GbFriday give me t^Amime, S^Gbaturday could wait But S^Fmunday'd be too l^Cmaj7ate

^Cmaj7The fact he's over six feet ten Might ^Ebinstill fear in o^Bbther men But n^Got in me, The M^Fighty Flea - flee? ^F-

^Cmaj7Ask if I am mouse or man The m^Ebirror squeaked, a^Bbway I ran He'll m^Gurder me in t^Eime for his tea

^Cmaj7Does it bother me at all My r^Ebival is Ne^Bbanderthal it m^Gakes me think Per^Fhaps I need a drink ^F

^Cmaj7IQ is no problem here We ^Ebwon't be playing sc^Bbrabble for her h^Gand I fear I n^Eeed that beer ^E7

M^Fonday, ^FI could wait till T^Guesday If ^E7I make up my m^Amind W^Fednesday would be f^Gine, T^E7hursday's on my m^Amind ^GbFriday give me t^Amime, S^Gbaturday could wait But S^Fmunday'd be too l^Cmaj7ate

^BbSeven days will q^Cmaj7uickly go ^BbThe fact remains, I l^Cmaj7ove her so ^BbSeven days,^F so many ways ^BbBut I can't run ^Cmaj7away

M^Fonday, ^FI could wait till T^Guesday If ^E7I make up my m^Amind W^Fednesday would be f^Gine, T^E7hursday's on my m^Amind ^GbFriday give me t^Amime, S^Gbaturday could wait But S^Fmunday'd be too l^Cmaj7ate

Do I h^Cmaj7ave to tell a story Of a t^Bbhousand rainy days since we first ^Cmaj7met ^Bb It's a ^Cmaj7big enough umbrella But it's ^Bbalways me that ends up getting ^Cmaj7wet ^{Bb C}