_
B _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_
F#m _ _ _
B _ _
A _ _ .
_
B _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ And I woke up today
A and found _
B.
frost perched on the town.
_ _ _ .
_ _ _ It hovered in a
D# frozen
A sky, _ gobbled summer down.
B _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _
E _ .
When the sun
D turns straighter cold, _
E _ _ .
shivering
D trees are standing in a
F# naked row.
_ _ _ _ _
B _ .
And
A I get the urge for going, _ _ _ _
B and I never seem to go.
_ _ _ _ .
And
F#m I
E get the
B urge for going _ when
F#m E meadow grass
B is a turning, _ .
_
A _
E summertime is
B a falling, _ .
_ _ _
A winter's
B closing in.
_ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ And I had a
F#m girl in summertime with _ summer
B colored skin, _ .
_ _ _ _ _ and
E not
G#m another
B man in
A town.
My darling's heart
B could win _ when _ _ _ .
_
E _ the leaves fell
D trembling down.
_ .
E _ _ Holy
D winds did rub their faces
F# in the snow.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_
B _ She got the
A urge for going, _ _ and I had to let her
B go.
_ _ .
_ _ _ And
A she got
E the urge
B for going when
F#m the meadow
E grass
B was a turning,.
_ _
A _
E summertime
B was a falling, _ _ the
A.
winter's
B closing in.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
The warriors
F#m of winter _
B give a cold
E B triumphant shout.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ _
E All that
B stays is dying, _ .
A _ and all that lives is getting
B out.
_ _ .
_ _ _ _ _
E You see the geese in
D chevron flight, _ _
E _ lapping and
D racing on
F# before the snow.
_ .
_ _ _ _
B _ _ Got the urge
A for going, _ _ _ _
B they've got the wings.
_ _ _ _ _ .
And
E they get the urge
B for going
F#m when
E the meadow grass
B is a turning, _ .
_
A summertime
E is
B a falling, _ _ the
A winter's
B closing in.
_ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ But I'll play the fire with kindling,
A _ .
_
D# _
B A pull the blankets to
B my chin.
_ .
_ _ _ _ _ And
E I'll lock the
B vagrant winter
A out and hold to my one
B dream.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
_
E I'd like to call back
D summertime _ and
E have her stay
D for just another
F# month or so.
_ _ _ _ _ .
B _ _ She's got the urge for
A going, _ _ _ _ but I guess
B she'll have to go.
_ .
_ _ _ And
F#m she gets
E the urge
B for going
F#m when the meadow
B grass is a turning.
_ _ All
E her
B empires are falling, _ _ the
A.
winter's
B closing in.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _
F#m And I get
E the urge for
B going _ when
E the meadow grass
B is a turning brown.
_
E _ .
Summertime
B is a falling.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_
F#m _ _
B _ _ _ _ _ .