ABBA - Slipping Through My Fingers

      [Verse 1]
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Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
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Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
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I watch her go with a surge of that well known sadness
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And I have to sit down for a while
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The feeling that I'm losing her forever
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And without really entering her world
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I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
     C            Fsus F
That funny little girl

[Chorus]
                    Bb      Bbm     F
Slipping through my fingers all the time
         Am            Gm
I try to capture every minute
    Bb      F
The feeling in it
                    C               F
Slipping through my fingers all the time
            Bb         Bbm    F
Do I really see what's in her mind
            Am                 Gm
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
    Bb       F
She keeps on growing
                    C               F
Slipping through my fingers all the time

[Verse 2]
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Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
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Barely awake I let precious time go by
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Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling
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And a sense of guilt I can't deny
     Bb              C         F          Am
What happened to the wonderful adventures
    Bb           C                 F
The places I had planned for us to go
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Well, some of that we did, but most we didn't
    C                 Fsus F
And why, I just don't know

[Chorus]
                    Bb      Bbm     F
Slipping through my fingers all the time
         Am            Gm
I try to capture every minute
    Bb      F
The feeling in it
                    C               F
Slipping through my fingers all the time
            Bb         Bbm    F
Do I really see what's in her mind
            Am                 Gm
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
    Bb       F
She keeps on growing
                    C               F
Slipping through my fingers all the time

[Verse 3]
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Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
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And save it from the funny tricks of time
                    Bb Bbm F
Slipping through my fingers

[Solo]
Bb Bbm  F    Am    Gm
Bb F    C    F
C   F   Am   Gm
Bb  F
                    C               F
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Bb           Bbm              F           Am
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Bb         Bbm         F             Am
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile