I’ve no thing much to (Am)of fer,

there’s no thing much to (Ddim)take,

I’m an ab so lute be (C)gin ner,

but I’m ab so lute ly (Am)sane.

As long as we’re to (Am)- ther,

the rest can go to (Ddim)hell,

I’m I ab so lute ly (C)love you,

but we’re ab so lute be (Am)sane.

As long as we’re to (Am)- ners.

With eyes com (C)plete ly op en,

but ner vous all the (G)same.

If our (C)love song

could fly o ver (F)moun tains,

could laugh at the (Am)o cean,

just like the (E7)films,

(G)there’s no (C)rea son

to feel all the (F)hard times,

to lay down the (Am)hard lines,

it’s ab so lute ly (G)true.

Ba ba ba (G)ooh,

ba ba ba (C)ooh.