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| Em | B+ | It | lingered | there to |
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| Dm7 | D | D7 | and | walk with | me | |
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| Am7 | D7 | Am7 | All | summer | long we | sang |
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| D7 | G | C9 | a | song and | strolled in golden | sand |
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| A7 | Dm7 | Em7 | A7 | | and the | summer wind | | |
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| D | Dm7 | Like | painted | kites, |
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| Cdim | B7 | the | days and | nights |
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| Am7 | D7 | Am7 | D7 | Then | softer | than a | piper | man, |
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| G | C9 | one | day it called to | you |
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| A7 | Dm7 | B7 | | to the | summer wind. | |
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| Ddim | C#7 | the | winter | winds |
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| F#m7 | B9 | B7 | have | come and | gone | |
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| F#m | C#+ | And | still the | days, |
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| Bm7 | E7 | Bm7 | E7 | And | guess who | sighs his | lulla | bies |
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| A | Am6 | through | nights that never | end |
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| E | C#m | F#m7 | B7 | | My | fickle | | friend, |
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| Em7 | F#m7 | B7 | the | summer wind | | |
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| E | Em7 | F#m | B7 | The | summer wind | | | |
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| E | Em7 | F#m | B7 | E | The | summer wind | | | | |
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