COLD FEET 

F
I know you're the wayward kind 
    C 
The way you always drag behind 
Bb 
Show me a horse and I'll feed it hay 
G 
Show me the cart and I'll throw it away 
F 
Prettiest face I've ever seen 
   C 
It looked like something in a magazine 
     Bb 
To a blind man it's plain to see 
    F 
That I need you and you need me 

         C 
I've got cold feet, it's a-crazy chasin' 
    Dm 
When things get serious, time is a-wastin' 
    F                         G 
I'd cross my fingers but they don't seem to meet 
        G                                     C F C F C 
There's no need to tell me that I've got cold feet, 
     C F C F C 
a-ha-ha 

Took me home to tell your dad 
That you were the best girl I've ever had 
I stayed for dinner, I couldn't refuse 
I spilt the tea and I ate the news 
Ah, you must think you're really neat 
Got me tied down to my seat 
I can't move, it's hard to think 
With cramp in my eyelids and I can't blink 

Well, I've got cold feet, it's a-crazy chasin' 
Things get serious, time is a-wastin' 
I cross my fingers but they don't seem to meet 
There's no need to tell me that I've got cold feet, a-ha-ha 
A-ha-ha