A quick Google search didn't seem to turn up any results. I actually couldn't even find the lyrics. So the following is my rough cut at a lead sheet for this song. If I were a better guitar player, I'd provide some tabs for the guitar part. I still may do that, but it'll have to wait for now.
Every Little Thing
By Olentangy John
INTRO (4 bars)
G / / /
VERSE 1
G
I built a house up on the hill where I
C G
Always said I would. Watch you
C G
Pass on the interstate below but
D C
I don't remember you or what it is you
G
Drove. But
CHORUS
Em D C
Every little thing. Yes
Em D C
Every little thing I done is
G
Yours. And
Em D C
Every little word. Yes
Em D C
Every little word I sung was
G
Mine.
VERSE 2
I seen a girl in church sittin' three rows back in a
Dress that you would wear. She's
Doin' that thing you used to do with your hair, but her
Mama don't look like yours and your mama wouldn't be sittin'
There. But
CHORUS
Every little move. Yes
Every little move she makes is
Square. And
Every little thing. Yes
Every little thing she says is
Fair.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
G / / /
C / G /
C / G /
D / C /
G / / /
Em D C /
Em D C /
G / / /
VERSE 3
I built a house up on the hill, but
I can't call it home.
Too many eyes in the pine walls and the
Interstate headlight faces burn too bright in the
Dawn. But
CHORUS
But every little thing. Yes
Every little thing
I done is yours. And
Every little word. Yes
Every little word I sung was
Mine. And
Every little thing. Yes
Every little thing I own is
There.
G / / /
VERSE 1
G
I built a house up on the hill where I
C G
Always said I would. Watch you
C G
Pass on the interstate below but
D C
I don't remember you or what it is you
G
Drove. But
CHORUS
Em D C
Every little thing. Yes
Em D C
Every little thing I done is
G
Yours. And
Em D C
Every little word. Yes
Em D C
Every little word I sung was
G
Mine.
VERSE 2
I seen a girl in church sittin' three rows back in a
Dress that you would wear. She's
Doin' that thing you used to do with your hair, but her
Mama don't look like yours and your mama wouldn't be sittin'
There. But
CHORUS
Every little move. Yes
Every little move she makes is
Square. And
Every little thing. Yes
Every little thing she says is
Fair.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
G / / /
C / G /
C / G /
D / C /
G / / /
Em D C /
Em D C /
G / / /
VERSE 3
I built a house up on the hill, but
I can't call it home.
Too many eyes in the pine walls and the
Interstate headlight faces burn too bright in the
Dawn. But
CHORUS
But every little thing. Yes
Every little thing
I done is yours. And
Every little word. Yes
Every little word I sung was
Mine. And
Every little thing. Yes
Every little thing I own is
There.
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