Half past twelve and I’m (G)watch in’ the late show in my flat all a lone.
How I hate to spend the eve ning on my (Dm)own.
Au tumn winds blow in’ (G)out side my win dow as I look a round the room and it makes me so de pressed to see the (Dm)gloom.
There’s not a soul out there,
no one to hear my prayer.
(Dm)Gim me!
Gim me!
(Gm)Gim me!
a man af ter mid night.
Won’t some bod y (Dm)help me chase the (C)shad ows a way?
Gim me!
Gim me!
(Gm)Gim me!
a man af ter mid night.
Won’t some bod y (Dm)help me chase the (C)shad ows a way?
Mov ie stars find the (G)end of the rain bow with a for tune to win.
It’s too dif ferent from the world I’m liv in’ (Dm)in.
Tired of T V I (G)o pen the win dow and I gaze in to the night, but there’s noth ing there to see, no one in (Dm)sight.
There’s not a soul out there,
no one to hear my prayer.
(Dm)Gim me!
Gim me!
(Gm)Gim me!
a man af ter mid night.
Won’t some bod y (Dm)help me chase the (C)shad ows a way?
Gim me!
Gim me!
(Gm)Gim me!
a man af ter mid night.
Won’t some bod y (Dm)help me chase the (C)shad ows a way?
(C)shad ows a way?
(Dm)Gim me!
Gim me!
(Gm)Gim me!
a man af ter mid night.
Won’t some bod y (Dm)help me chase the (C)shad ows a way.
Gim me!
Gim me!
(Gm)Gim me!
a man af ter mid night, take me through the (Dm)dark ness to the (C)break of the day.
This page shows “Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!” by ABBA in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of G at 128 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.