Chords for Linda Gibson - Fire

[D] _ _ [G] When winter [Dm] was [G] on, [Dm] they were waiting for the comfort of [F] calm.
They heard the [Dm] sound of thunders, the pop of mighty [F] Russian hail.
And they all [G] began to sing [Dm] and cry, when it flew in [G] the corner of my _ _ ear.
_ Oh, good old Blythe, with [Dm] all his morals, yet [A] he pulled a cane from it, just to keep it from _ [G] _
_ _ _ dying.
_ Oh, _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[G] good _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _
[B] old _ _ Blythe, with _ all his morals, yet he pulled a cane from it, just to keep it from dying.
He came to the door, and he knocked on the door, _
[Dm] _ _ _ and he called me.
He _ said, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.
He [G] heard the sound of thunder, _ _ _ the pop of mighty _ _
[Dm] Russian hail.
[A] And he heard the sound [Dm] of thunders, the pop [A] of mighty Russian _ [G] _ _ _ _
hail.
_ _ When winter was _ _ [F] [G] on, _ _ _ [A] _
[F] they were _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [B] waiting _ for _ the comfort _ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] of calm.
They heard the sound of thunders, the pop of mighty Russian hail.
And they all began to sing and cry, when it flew in _ the corner of my ear.
_ [D] When he's close upon you, you're [Dm] thinking of the [G] comfort of your heart. _ _ _ _
_ Oh, _ I don't [Dm] mind the roughest snow.
_ _ [A] He won't come around, he wants [Am] to go on.
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_ _ He can't burn his house up, oh, [Dm] no.
[G] _ _ [A] Nobody can put him [Dm] out, he's above my burning yellow.
[G] Oh, my gosh. _
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