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A _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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F#m _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
A They're building up this water town.
Ain't _
F#m _ nobody hanging around _ .
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D Another gray September day.
Was _
Bm I crazy to think she'd stay.
If _
A that Sun would have just hung up in that sky just a little bit, yeah just a little
F#m bit longer _ _ _ _ .
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D If those blue water waves could have stayed at her feet on the beach instead of going out
E with the tide _ _ _ _ .
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A If that wind was a friend it'd still be blowing in like a waltz of the
F#m whisper.
_ _ She _ _ .
_
D might have stayed forever and never ever left these arms of
E holy I.
_ _ Had a little more
A summertime _ _ _ _ _ .
_ I braced myself against the cold _ _ .
F#m Let her memory take hold _ _ .
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D Stirring that old fire up _ _ .
Bm As if I don't miss her
A enough.
If that Sun would have just hung up in that sky just a little bit, yeah just a
F#m little bit longer.
If _ _ _
D those blue water waves could have stayed at her feet on the beach instead of going out
E with the tide _ .
_ _ _ _ _
A If that wind was a friend it'd still be blowing in like a waltz of the
F#m whisper _ .
She _ _ _ _
D might have stayed forever and never ever left these arms of
E holy I.
_ _ Had a little more
A summertime.
Had a little more summertime.
_ _ _ _
F#m Summertime _ .
_ _ _ _ _
D If _ .
_ _ _ _ _
A _ _
E _ .
_ _ _ _ _
A that Sun would have just hung up in that sky just a little bit, yeah just a
F#m little bit longer.
She _ _ _
D might have stayed forever and never ever left these arms of
E holy I.
Had _ a little more
A summertime _ _ .
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F#m _ _ _ .
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A _ _ _ .
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