Swimming Cifras

This song is a pretty complicated piano song, so this is just my attempt at a
simplified acoustic guitar cover. It's definitely not 100% correct but this is what I came up with!
Suggestions and corrections are definitely welcomed!
 
(The intro is a little too complicated for me)
 
(o:37) Eb Dbm A Ab x3
       Ab
 
Eb        Dbm       A         Ab
Maybe an ocean is found in a lake.
Eb       Dbm         A             Ab
Maybe exceptions to this could be made.
    Eb     Dbm    A     Ab         Ab
But I’m swimming Lord, just to be saved
 
Eb          Dbm           A          Ab
She always loved him, but not in the way,
    Eb          Dbm            A           Ab
The way she’s supposed to, but she never claimed to.
    Eb     Dbm     A     Ab         Ab
Oh she’s swimming Lord, just to be saved
 
Ab              Eb
Young lovers gathering ’round, they
Ab          Eb
Hold their hands on Sundays
Ab                   Eb
Someday they'll get down on the ground
                                   Db   Dbm
They’ll get down on the ground for you
 
Ab                Eb
I say that some claims are true, some claims are true
    Ab               Eb
And I say that some silly dreams but I can’t come true, oh
Ab                Eb
Someday I’ll get down on the ground
                                Db
I'll get down on the ground for you
                                                 Dbm
He’s getting old, he’s getting old, he’s getting old,
 
He’s getting old, he’s getting old,
                  Eb
And the water is cold.
 
Eb Dbm A Ab x3
Ab
 
Eb          Dbm
Bum, bum ba-dum dum
      A          Ab
Bum, bum, bum da-dum dum x3
Ab
 
Ab                Eb
I say that some claims are true, some claims are true
    Ab               Eb
And I say that some silly dreams but I can’t come true, oh
Ab                Eb
Someday I’ll get down on the ground
                                Db
I'll get down on the ground for you
                                                 Dbm
He’s getting old, he’s getting old, he’s getting old,
 
He’s getting old, he’s getting old,
 
Ab                 Fm          Cm
Because variables lurk in the wine
                                 Eb           Ab
Because the bed’s warm and it’s cold out and that’s a good sign.
            Cm                                Bbm
It’s never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again.
                          Eb         Ab
Because the dust you kick up is too fine.
Ab                 Fm          Cm
Because variables lurk in the wine
                                 Eb           Ab
Because the bed’s warm and it’s cold out and that’s a good sign.
            Cm                                Bbm
It’s never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again.
                          Eb         Ab
Because the dust you kick up is too fine.
 
Ab Fm Cm Eb Ab
Ab Cm Bbm
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