Chords for Robin Williamson - Lammas

_ _ _ _ Summer of [Dm] kisses, _
_ [D] _ _ summer unlasting, [A] _ _
_ _ To _ _ walk [Am] all never [D] and now of the urban darkness, _
[A] _ _ _ _ Between [D] hills, _
_ [A] _ till all [D] tangles rest, _
[G] _ In love and alone through the [D] vowing harvest. _
_ _ Once of a summer _ it was the fine of sides To hear [A] the hour-bells chime,
_ [D]
Thirteen with a [A] cherish of ghosts through the eel-grass. _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] Into the day, _ _ [A] the running of horses [D] to their wings,
_ [G] Into the dark, and nails the crucifix.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ Summer of parks and prams, _ _
_ [Am] _ cobble [D] my steps Through the trades [A] of silence,
Where [Am] mongrers' clocky streets [D] in shadow lean, _ [B] _ _ [G] Where under the biscuit eaves [D] sleep the toothless
and the [Am] fanged together, [D] _ _
Where the [A] churchyards measure the dead,
_ Their separate [D] grin.
_ _ Summer without [A] cunning, _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ I [D] cast the three threads of [G] sorrow,
Gaffed out with [Am] the goat's fang, the night the [D] cuckoos cease to sing.
[Am] _ For [G] all the dappled girls I'll never [D] catch or lose at all,
[A] _
For the dark is full of wanton [G] chirps and udders climb.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ Summer it is late and early, and the bride of the old, old [A]
story,
_ _ [D] Gives [G] clasp and key to lovers [A] now, in the [D] break of a finger's end.
_ [Am] _
_ _ [G] _ [D] Between the stood stock and the fatal sheep, A match flare once in each other's eyes,
[G] Then the dark legend [D] out whites the moon. _
_ Summer of simple truths, our arms are about the moonlight,
_ Children in their quilt palaces [G] festooned, already [Am] here.
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ The hair of the brown mountains, thump in their [B] heedless loins,
_ [D] _ _ Of the [G] wrinkle of apples and the snowed.
_ [D] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ [D] _ Summer of stubble fires and hemlocks, I'll stare from the low ground,
Till the stars, [G] twisting, come in [A] heaven's cool, _
[D] _ _ _ [A] _ Till the [G] dragon slayer loose the [D] king's daughter that prophesies of autumn,
[Am] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] And to a human song, the [G] sisters beside the well.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ Summer of wireless and [D] canaries, _ [A] I've sold my mouth to the [G] song,
To hark after the angelic [A] language in [D] the written world,
_ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
Loving the two of [G] magpies and the authority of [D] the weather, _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ Loving [Am] most what cannot be seen [Em] _ _ or [A] said at all.
[Em] _ _ Summer [A] of those who will pass this way _ _ after [Am] me.
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