Sleeping (Alan Hull)  from: The very best of Lindisfarne
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Intro:
C#m, F#7  2x
Bm, E7  2x
Am, D7  2x
G, C, G


1.)
Day comes on creeping, I really like sleeping   late, yes I do
 Am	         D7	           Am	D7	G    	E7
Oh don’t you worry, I mean there’s no hurry, for people like me and you
Bm	       E7	     Bm		 E7	A		F#7
You’re living your dreams, 'cos your dreams never live,   your love will come laughing and shining right through
C#m		F#7		C#m	   F#7	     Bm		E7	    Bm	          E7
I really like sleeping, there’s nothing much better to do.
   Am	      D		Am	        D7	      G  C  G


2.) 
The day keeps on calling, can’t keep on stalling all day, I guess it’s true
       Am		D7	     Am	     D7	     G		 E7
birds keep on ringing, Jamble bells ringing, in the distance coming through
 Bm	        E7	       Bm	           E7	    A		F#7
but wait a minute, don’t drop yourself in it, by having too much to do.
      C#m     F#7	       C#m            F#7	Bm  E7	           Bm   E7
I know you’re not lazy, don’t be too hasty, sleeping will get to you
    Am		D     Am	          	D       G	           C       G


Chorus:
Why does it have to be, so much energy
 Em		  C   G	            Em
everybody's cuckoo, everybody crazy, everyone but you and me.
 C		      Bm		   Am		    D


3.)
You got a way, of making the day, drift on endlessly by
Am	  D7	Am	   D7   G		      E7
taking your time, letting the well, drift on through the sky
Bm	    E7	Bm	E7   A		       F#7
Think you’re a poet, I hope you don’t blow it, by having too much to do
C#m	        F#7    C#m		F#7	Bm	  E7        Bm   E7
I really like sleeping, we all like sleeping, so do you.
  Am  	      D7	        Am	       D7		G  C  G


Chorus:
Why does it have to be, so much energy
 Em		  C   G	            Em
everybody's cuckoo, everybody crazy, everyone but you and me.
 C		      Bm		   Am		    D



4.)
You got a way, of making the day, drift on easily by
 Am	 D7	 Am	  D7    G		 E7
taking your time, letting the well, drift on through the sky
Bm	    E7	Bm	E7   A		       F#7
Think you’re a poet, I hope you don’t blow it, by having too much to do
C#m	        F#7    C#m		F#7	Bm	  E7        Bm   E7
I really like sleeping, we all like sleeping, so do you.
  Am  	      D7	        Am	       D7		G  C  G


Intrumental: