Abby chords by Gracie Abrams

• Difficulty: Beginner

Key: C

Verse 1:
              G                     Dm
Climb up the ivy, come through the window
                Am                   C
Hide from your family, you with your face closed
              G                     Dm
Tell on your brother, how he's been so cold
               Am                   C
I'll make you dinner, put on your headphones



              G                      Dm
Tune out the bad news, letters from college
              Am                        C
You miss your bestfriend, she should be calling
            G                      Dm
Just fall asleep right here on the carpet
            Am                      C
I'd never wake you, stay 'till the morning

Chorus:
C    Dm         Am      F      C
I'm right here fall to me, to me
     Dm         Am         F              C
Fill your head with sweet dreams, sweet dreams
     Dm    Am       F       C
You never heard a thing, nothing
    Dm     Am       F
I hope you know to talk to me

G Dm Am C

Verse 2:
                G                 Dm
When we were little we shared a haircut
           Am                 C
Wanted to kill you I was embarrassed
           G                    Dm
Mothers incisted that we would grow up
                       Am                         C
And things would be different cause we would be closer
                G                 Dm
Tell me your secrets ask every question
            Am    C
My door is open 24/7
                G                       Dm
Think you were made from something in heaven
             Am                C
You made me love the number eleven

Chorus:
 C    Dm         Am      F      C
I I'm right here fall to me, to me
     Dm         Am         F              C
Fill your head with sweet dreams, sweet dreams
     Dm    Am       F       C
You never heard a thing, nothing
    Dm     Am       F
I hope you know to talk to me

Bridge:

Instrumental:

Verse 3:
              G                Dm
I was just thinking, do you remember
          Am                 C
Going to New York back in november
              G                 Dm
Swallowing chocolate sharing a king bed
            Am               C
Judging an album, judging my boyfriend
           G                 Dm
Isn't it funny we're getting older
             Am                C
You used to fit right up on my shoulders
           G                     Dm
I can't believe our childhood is over
            Am                 C
I'm really greatfull I get to know you


Chorus:
 C    Dm         Am      F      C
I I'm right here fall to me, to me
     Dm         Am         F              C
Fill your head with sweet dreams, sweet dreams
     Dm    Am       F       C
You never heard a thing, nothing
    Dm     Am       F
I hope you know to talk to me

 C    Dm         Am      F      C
I I'm right here fall to me, to me
     Dm         Am         F              C
Fill your head with sweet dreams, sweet dreams
     Dm    Am       F       C
You never heard a thing, nothing
    Dm     Am       F      C
I hope you know to talk to me
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