Lyrics
“Sev en days” o was all she wrote,
a kind of ul fear ti ma tum note,
she (G)gave to me,
she (F)gave to me.
When I thought the field had cleared,
it seems (Eb6/9)an squeaked, oth er (Bb6/9)suit ap peared
to (G)chal lenge me,
in (E)woe is his me.
Though I hate to make a choice,
my op (Eb6/9)tions are de (Bb6/9)creas ing most
ly (G)rap id ly.
per (F)Well, we’ll need see.
drink.
I don’t think she’d bluff this time, I real (Eb6/9)ly have to make her mine.
It’s (G)plain to see,
it’s (E)him or me.
(F)Mon day,
(F#)I could wait till (G)Tues day,
if (E7)I make up my (Am7)mind.
(F)Wedn’s day would be (G)fine,
(E7)Thurs day’s on (Am7)my mind.
(Bb)Fri day’d give me (Am7)time,
(Bb)Sat ur day
could (Am7)wait,
but (Fm)Sun day’d be too (C6/9)late.
The fact he’s o ver six feet ten
a might in still fear in oth er men,
but (G)not in me,
the (F)might y flea.
Ask if I am mouse or man,
the mir (Eb6/9)ror squeaked, oth a (Bb6/9)way I ran.
He’ll (G)mur der me
in (E)time for his tea.
Does it both er me at all?
My ri (Eb6/9)val is Ne (Bb6/9)an der thal.
It (G)makes me think,
per (F)haps I need a drink.
I Q is no prob lem here, we won’t (Eb6/9)be play ing Scrab ble for
her (G)hand, I fear.
I (E)need that beer.
(F)Mon day,
(F#)I could wait till (G)Tues day,
if (E7)I make up my (Am7)mind.
(F)Wedn’s day would be (G)fine,
(E7)Thurs day’s on (Am7)my mind.
(Bb)Fri day’d give me (Am7)time,
(Bb)Sat ur day
could (Am7)wait,
but (Fm)Sun day’d be too (C6/9)late.
Sev en days
will quick ly go.
The fact re mains
I love her so.
Sev en days,
so man y ways,
but I can’t run
a (C6/9)way,
I can’t run
a (C6/9)way.
(Bb)Sun day’d be too late.
Do I (C6/9)have to tell a sto ry
of a (Bb)thou sand rain y days since we first met?
It’s a (Cmaj6/9)big e nough um brel la,
but it’s (Bb)al ways me that ends up
get (Cmaj6/9)ting wet,
yeah, (Bb)yeah.
Seven Days by Sting
Easy piano arrangement in the key of C at 132 BPM. Difficulty: medium. Color-coded notes — no sheet-reading skill required.