I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With YoU
Tom Waits

in the key of D
Tom puts a capo on 2 and plays C,F,G shapes.
 
 
INTRO:
D G A
D G A
 
       D                 G                 A
Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you,
D          G                  A
Falling in love just makes me blue,
         G               D                  A               D
Well the music plays and you display,  Your heart for me to see,
  G              D              G              A
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out to me,
      D                G       A         D
And I hope that I wont fall in love with you.
 
         D                         G            A
Well the room is crowded,  There's people every-where,
      D               G           A
And I wonder should I offer you a chair,
        G                 D                    A                   D
Well if you sit down with this ol' clown, I'll take that frown and break it,
   G                  D                G                   A
Be-fore the evening's gone away,  I'll think that we could make it,
      D                 G       A         D
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
 
      D                     G              A
I can see that you are lone-some just like me
       D                G               A
And it being late you'd like some compa-ny
         G               D                A                D
Well now I've had two, I look at you, And you look back at me.
    G                   D                   G                    A
The guy you're with has up and split,   The chair next to you is free,
      D                  G       A         D
And I hope the you don't fall in love with me.

D G A
D G A
G D A D
G D A D

      D                 G       A         D
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
 
         D                G               A
Well the night does funny things inside a man,
          D                G               A
These old tom-cat feelings you don't under-stand,
       G              D                  A           D
When I turn around to look at you,   You light cigar-ette,
  G              D                  G               A
I wish I had the guts to bum one,   But we've never met,
      D                 G       A         D
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
 
         D                            G              A
Now it's closing time,            The music's fading out,
     D                      G            A
Last call for drinks,  I'll have another stout,
  G              D                    A             D
I turn around to look at you,  You're nowhere to be found,
  G                    D                             G            A
I search the place for your lost face,    Guess I'll have another round,
      D                 G            A               D
And I think that I just fell    in   love    with    you.