Heavy Hearts And Thread

Tom: B

B                                    E  
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum 
B                                    E 
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum 


B                                     E
Love is, is a train that's calling me home to you
B                                              E
And my heart is but a thread that's keeping me sewn to you, to you
B                   E
You oo hoohoohoohoo hoo hoo hoo


F#
So tie this happy heart down to the sleeve
B
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum
F#
And watch as shifting tides steal you from me
B
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum
    

          E         B               E 
And if my hands are cold it doesn't mean im growing old
            E         B              E
Cause these hands are molds and they need your love to hold
          E         B               E
And if my hands are cold it doesn't mean im growing 


B                                    E
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum 


B                                     E
Love is, is a flame that's drawing me close, to you     
B                                     E
But my heart, isn't working like it's supposed to do, to do.
B                   E
You oo hoohoohoohoo hoo hoo hoo


F#
So tie this happy heart down to the sleeve
B
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum 
F#
And watch as shifting tides steal you from me
B
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum 


          E         B               E
And if my hands are cold it doesn't mean im growing old
            E         B              E
Cause these hands are molds and they need your love to hold
          E         B               E
And if my hands are cold it doesn't mean im growing 
B   E
Old woowoowooo
B   E
Old woowoowooo
E
Woowoowooo 

(B  E)

B                                    E
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum 
B                                    E
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum 
B                                    E
Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum 


          E         B               E
And if my hands are cold it doesn't mean im growing old
            E         B              E
Cause these hands are molds and they need your love to hold
          E         B               E
And if my hands are cold it doesn't mean im growing 
B   E
Old woowoowooo
B   E
Old woowoowooo
B   E
Old woowoowooo
E          B
woowoowooo