B                                   A
And if you all had rooms, would you still have room for me?
B                              A
Making the way for you and the dear old family tree
F#m                       B
Like a stormy sky, it's a sad song
F#m                             B
It's just a point of view but a true song


B                                   A
And if you all looked up, would you still look down on me?
B                                 A
I'm just a country boy; can't you see that I'm still green?
F#m                     B
Raising finance for the day we meet
F#m                           B
And gazing headlong down some empty street


A     C
Maybe she'll come along
G        F#m          Em
Sweep me right off my feet
A     C
Baby, please don't be long
G              F#m        Em
I need all the help I can get
A     C                 G   F#m Em
Maybe we'll get it on - ooh la la


[middle eight]
Am    F     G        A

B            A
B            A
F#m          B
F#m          B


[Verse]
B                              A
And when the day breaks in our stately home we'll sit
B                        A
Remembering those nights before our hearts were set
F#m                     B
Hoping is not enough to live upon
F#m                     B
With such a far far cry I can't go wrong


[Chorus]
A     C
Maybe she'll come along
G        F#m          Em
Sweep me right off my feet
A     C
Baby, please don't be long
G              F#m        Em
I need all the help I can get
A     C
Maybe we'll get it on

G              F#m        Em

A     C

G              F#m        Em