| Sweet Young Thing |
| Intro: A / G / A A Know that something very strange A Is happening to my brain. A I'm either feeling very good A Or else I am insane. G The seeds of doubt you planted A Have started to grow wild G And I feel that I must yield before D E The wisdom of a child A And it's love you bring, A No that I can't deny, G With your wings, G I can learn to fly, A Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down.. Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. Words and Music (C) Michael Nesmith, Gerry Goffin, Carole King |