Chords for Dusty Springfield / Windmills Of Your Mind
Tempo:
74.6 bpm
Chords used:
G
Cm
D
Fm
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] Round, like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel [D] within a wheel, never ending [G] or beginning,
on an ever spinning [Cm] wheel.
Like a snowball [C] down a mountain, or a carnival
[Fm] balloon, like a [Bb] carousel that's turning, running rings around the moon.
[Eb]
Like a clock [Ab] whose hands are sweeping past the mints of [D] its face,
and the world is like [G] an apple, whirling silently [Gb] in [Gbm] space.
Like the circles that you [G] find in the windmills of [Cm] your mind.
Like a tunnel that you follow, to a tunnel of [D] its own,
down a hollow [G] to a cavern, where the sun has [Cm] never shone.
Like a door that [C] keeps revolving, in a half [Fm] forgotten dream,
or the ripples [Bb] from a pebble someone tosses in [Eb] a stream.
Like a clock whose [Ab] hands are sweeping past the mints [D] of its face,
and the world [G] is like an apple, whirling [Gbm] silently in space.
Like the [G] circles that you find in the windmills [Cm] of your mind.
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in [Fm] your head.
Why did summer go so quickly, [Bb]
was it something [Fm] that [Eb] you said?
Lovers walk along the shore, and leave their footprints.
[Ab] Is the sound of distant [D] [Gm] drumming, [D] just the fingers [Gm]
of
Pictures hanging in a [C] hallway, and the fragment of [Fm] a song.
Half remembered names [Bb] and faces, but to whom [Eb] do
When you knew [Ab] that it was over, you were suddenly [Dm] aware.
That the autumn [G] leaves were turning, to the color [Cm] of his hair.
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [Fm] a wheel,
never ending [G] or beginning, on an ever [Gb] spinning wheel.
As the [Eb] [Cm] images unwind, like the circles [G] that you find,
in the windmills of [Cm] your mind.
on an ever spinning [Cm] wheel.
Like a snowball [C] down a mountain, or a carnival
[Fm] balloon, like a [Bb] carousel that's turning, running rings around the moon.
[Eb]
Like a clock [Ab] whose hands are sweeping past the mints of [D] its face,
and the world is like [G] an apple, whirling silently [Gb] in [Gbm] space.
Like the circles that you [G] find in the windmills of [Cm] your mind.
Like a tunnel that you follow, to a tunnel of [D] its own,
down a hollow [G] to a cavern, where the sun has [Cm] never shone.
Like a door that [C] keeps revolving, in a half [Fm] forgotten dream,
or the ripples [Bb] from a pebble someone tosses in [Eb] a stream.
Like a clock whose [Ab] hands are sweeping past the mints [D] of its face,
and the world [G] is like an apple, whirling [Gbm] silently in space.
Like the [G] circles that you find in the windmills [Cm] of your mind.
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in [Fm] your head.
Why did summer go so quickly, [Bb]
was it something [Fm] that [Eb] you said?
Lovers walk along the shore, and leave their footprints.
[Ab] Is the sound of distant [D] [Gm] drumming, [D] just the fingers [Gm]
of
Pictures hanging in a [C] hallway, and the fragment of [Fm] a song.
Half remembered names [Bb] and faces, but to whom [Eb] do
When you knew [Ab] that it was over, you were suddenly [Dm] aware.
That the autumn [G] leaves were turning, to the color [Cm] of his hair.
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [Fm] a wheel,
never ending [G] or beginning, on an ever [Gb] spinning wheel.
As the [Eb] [Cm] images unwind, like the circles [G] that you find,
in the windmills of [Cm] your mind.
Key:Β Β
G
Cm
D
Fm
Eb
G
Cm
D
[Cm] _ Round, like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel [D] within a wheel, never ending [G] or beginning,
on an ever spinning [Cm] wheel.
Like a snowball [C] down a mountain, or a carnival
[Fm] balloon, like a [Bb] carousel that's turning, running rings around the moon.
[Eb] _
Like a clock [Ab] whose hands are sweeping past the mints of [D] its face,
and the world is like [G] an apple, whirling silently [Gb] in [Gbm] space.
Like the circles that you [G] find in the windmills of [Cm] your mind. _
_ _ _ _ Like a tunnel that you follow, to a tunnel of [D] its own, _
down a hollow [G] to a cavern, where the sun has [Cm] never shone.
_ Like a door that [C] keeps revolving, in a half [Fm] forgotten dream,
_ or the ripples [Bb] from a pebble someone tosses in [Eb] a stream.
_ Like a clock whose [Ab] hands are sweeping past the mints [D] of its face,
and the world [G] is like an apple, whirling [Gbm] silently in space.
Like the [G] circles that you find in the windmills [Cm] of your _ mind. _ _
_ Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in [Fm] your head.
Why did summer go so quickly, [Bb]
was it something [Fm] that [Eb] you said?
_ _ Lovers walk along the shore, and leave their footprints.
_ [Ab] _ _ Is the sound of distant [D] [Gm] drumming, [D] just the fingers [Gm] _ _
of_
Pictures hanging in a [C] hallway, and the fragment of [Fm] a song.
_ Half remembered names [Bb] and faces, but to whom [Eb] _ _ do_
When you knew [Ab] that it was over, you were suddenly [Dm] aware.
_ That the autumn [G] leaves were turning, to the color [Cm] of his hair.
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [Fm] a wheel,
never ending [G] or beginning, on an ever [Gb] spinning wheel.
As the [Eb] [Cm] images unwind, _ like the circles [G] that you find,
_ in the windmills of [Cm] your mind. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
on an ever spinning [Cm] wheel.
Like a snowball [C] down a mountain, or a carnival
[Fm] balloon, like a [Bb] carousel that's turning, running rings around the moon.
[Eb] _
Like a clock [Ab] whose hands are sweeping past the mints of [D] its face,
and the world is like [G] an apple, whirling silently [Gb] in [Gbm] space.
Like the circles that you [G] find in the windmills of [Cm] your mind. _
_ _ _ _ Like a tunnel that you follow, to a tunnel of [D] its own, _
down a hollow [G] to a cavern, where the sun has [Cm] never shone.
_ Like a door that [C] keeps revolving, in a half [Fm] forgotten dream,
_ or the ripples [Bb] from a pebble someone tosses in [Eb] a stream.
_ Like a clock whose [Ab] hands are sweeping past the mints [D] of its face,
and the world [G] is like an apple, whirling [Gbm] silently in space.
Like the [G] circles that you find in the windmills [Cm] of your _ mind. _ _
_ Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in [Fm] your head.
Why did summer go so quickly, [Bb]
was it something [Fm] that [Eb] you said?
_ _ Lovers walk along the shore, and leave their footprints.
_ [Ab] _ _ Is the sound of distant [D] [Gm] drumming, [D] just the fingers [Gm] _ _
of_
Pictures hanging in a [C] hallway, and the fragment of [Fm] a song.
_ Half remembered names [Bb] and faces, but to whom [Eb] _ _ do_
When you knew [Ab] that it was over, you were suddenly [Dm] aware.
_ That the autumn [G] leaves were turning, to the color [Cm] of his hair.
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [Fm] a wheel,
never ending [G] or beginning, on an ever [Gb] spinning wheel.
As the [Eb] [Cm] images unwind, _ like the circles [G] that you find,
_ in the windmills of [Cm] your mind. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _