Capo : 1st fret
Intro: A G D G A G D G
G F
I was a little too tall, coulda' used a few pounds
C F
tight pants, points, hardly reknown
G F
She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes
C G
and points all her own sittin' way up high.......
F C F
......way up firm and high
G F
Out past the cornfields, where the woods got heavy
C F
out in the backseat of my sixty Chevy
G F C
workin on mysteries without any clues
D Em D C
Working on our night moves
D Em D C
Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news
D Em D
Practicin' our night moves.........
C G F C F
......in the summertime
G F C F
in the sweet, summertime, summertime
G F
We weren't in love, oh no, far from it
C F
We weren't searching for some pie-in-the-sky summit
G F
We were just young and restless and bored,
C F
living by the sword
G F
and we'd steal away every chance we could
C F
to the back room, the alley, or the trusty woods
G F
I used her, she used me but neither one cared
C
We were getting our share
D Em D
practicing our night moves
C D Em D
tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues
C D Em D
workin on our night moves
C G F C F G F C D Em D G G7
Cmaj7
and ohhhhh...............
G Cmaj7
I wonder hey, we felt the lightening .
F D G
And we waited on the thunder, waited on the thunder
G
I woke last night to the sound of thunder
Cmaj7
"How far off" I sat and wondered,
G
started humming a song from 1962
Cmaj7 Em
Ain't it funny how the night moves
C Em C
We just don't seem to have as much to lose
Em
Strange how the night moves
C Cmaj7 G
with autumn closing in
G F C F
night moves..........night moves........(repete e diminui)
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