Paolo Nutini - Abigail: chords

E
I don't have much luck these days
                   A
With far too much time
                  B7
Lost a lot of my rhythm
A                  E
In this bubble of mine
E
I would sure like to help you
                    A
I will give you my word
                     B7
Then I'II fly away, brother
                   E
Float away like a bird

E
You don't get much dignity
                              A
You don't get much sense of pride
                         B
When your mind gets too narrow
A                       E
And your nose gets too wide
E
I breathe and I'm tryin'
                  A
In my cauldron tonight
                       B
Though a part of me's dyin'
A                     E
There's a part come alive

Chorus:
                 A
'Cause I had a dream last night
                 E
That you were beside me
                 B     A
Two kids in the garden
                 E
And your love behind me
                        A
Though today may taste bitter
                   E
Maybe tomorrow is gold
                 B   A
Lord, wanna get happy
             E
Before I get old

So I took out some paper
And I dug out a pen
Poured myself out some water
And I rinsed out the gin
I spoke of my dream that night
In the greatest detail
Of my beautiful children
And my sweet Abigail

Ah, but before she can find me
Before I can let her in
Before no sweet happy endin'
Let the battle begin
Let the trumpets blow Valhalla
Let the soldier arise
Lord, let Abigail catch me
When I fall from the skies

Chorus:
'Cause I had a dream last night
That you were beside me
Two kids in the garden
And all this behind me
Though today may taste bitter
Maybe tomorrow is gold
Lord, I wanna get happy
Before I get old

Lord, I wanna get happy
Before I get old
Lord, I wanna get happy
Before I get old