Everything Happens To Me

Höfundur lags: Frank Sinatra Sent inn af: Anonymous
[Bm]Black cats creep ac[G9]ross my path un[Bm]til I'm almost m[G7]ad;   
I m[Bm]ust have ro[F#]used the de[G9]vil's wrath
'Cause a[Bb7]ll my luck is [A]bad.

I [Em9]make a date for g[A9]olf, and you can[F#m7] bet your life it r[Gdim]ains;     
I[Em7] try to give a p[A]arty, and the [Am6]guy upstairs compl[B7]ains.
I g[Em7]uess I'll go thru[C#m5-/7] life just catching [F#7]colds and missing t[Bm7]rains —
[Em7]Ev'rything h[A7]appens to [D6]me.   
I n[Em9]ever miss a t[A9]hing — I've had the [F#m7]measles and the [Gdim]mumps,     
And e[Em7]v'rytime I [A]play an ace, my [Am6]partner always t[B7]rumps.
I g[Em7]uess I'm just a[C#m5-/7] fool who never l[F#7]ooks before he ju[Bm7]mps —    
[Em7]Ev'rything [A7]happens to m[D]e.  

At f[Am7]irst my heart thought y[D7]ou could break this j[G9]inx for me, [G6]    
That l[Am7]ove would turn the t[D7]rick to end desp[G9]air; [G6]    
But n[G#m7]ow I just can't f[C#7]ool this head that t[F#]hinks for me [F#6]—    
I've mo[Bm7]rtgaged [F#]all my [Bm5-/7]castles i[E7]n the ai[Em7]r [A7]    
I've t[Em9]elegraphed and p[A9]honed, and sent an a[F#m7]irmail special, t[Gdim]oo;     
Your a[Em7]nswer was "Good b[A]ye" and there was [Am6]even postage d[B7]ue.   
I [Em7]fell in love just [C#m5-/7]once, and then it h[F#7]ad to be with y[Bm7]ou —    
[Em7]Ev'rything h[A7]appens to m[D]e, [D7m]    [B7]    
[Em7]Ev'rything h[A7]appens to m[D]e.  

Black cats creep across my path until I'm almost mad;
I must have roused the devil's wrath
'Cause all my luck is bad.

I make a date for golf, and you can bet your life it rains;
I try to give a party, and the guy upstairs complains.
I guess I'll go thru[C#m5-/7] life just catching colds and missing trains —
Ev'rything happens to me.
I never miss a thing — I've had the measles and the mumps,
And ev'rytime I play an ace, my partner always trumps.
I guess I'm just a[C#m5-/7] fool who never looks before he jumps —
Ev'rything happens to me.

At first my heart thought you could break this jinx for me,
That love would turn the trick to end despair;
But now I just can't fool this head that thinks for me —
I've mortgaged all my [Bm5-/7]castles in the air
I've telegraphed and phoned, and sent an airmail special, too;
Your answer was "Good bye" and there was even postage due.
I fell in love just [C#m5-/7]once, and then it had to be with you —
Ev'rything happens to me,
Ev'rything happens to me.

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