Stereophonics - Indian Summer

Awesome new tune off the new album

This is fairly close, may be tuned half a step down but this sounds good enough to me :)

Listen to the song for timing ( it's on youtube )

Every time that I see ya,
 Am (x02210@1)              FA (133211@1)lightening bolt fills the room, 
 C (x32010@1)               GThe (320003@1)underbelly of Paris, 
 Am (x02210@1)              FShe (133211@1)sings her favorite tune, 
 C (x32010@1)               GShe'll (320003@1)drink you under the table,
 Am (x02210@1)              FShe'll (133211@1)show you a trick or two, 
 C (x32010@1)               GBut (320003@1)every time that I left her, 
 Am (x02210@1)              FI (133211@1)missed the things she would do. 
 C (x32010@1)               G (320003@1)She was the one - for me, 
            F (133211@1)        CShe (x32010@1)opened my eyes - to see,
            Am (x02210@1)       GShe (320003@1)was the one - for me, 
            F (133211@1)        CWell (x32010@1)alright. 
            G (320003@1)        G (320003@1)It was a cold September,
  Am (x02210@1)              FBefore (133211@1)the Indian summer, 
  C (x32010@1)               GThat's (320003@1)the thing I remember,
  Am (x02210@1)              FWhen (133211@1)she gave me her number,
  C (x32010@1)               GWent (320003@1)from station to station,
  Am (x02210@1)              FOn (133211@1)a train 'cross the nation
  C (x32010@1)               GAnd (320003@1)the rain of November, 
  Am (x02210@1)              FThat's (133211@1)the time that we ended, 
  C (x32010@1)               GShe (320003@1)was the one - for me, 
  F (133211@1)               CWell (x32010@1)alright. 
  G (320003@1)Vodka with Coca Cola, 
Cocaine tucked in her shoes, 
Cigarettes over coffee, 
Her halo slipped to a noose, 
Take a slow boat to China, 
You fly a rag 'round the moon, 
She could take it or leave it, 
I knew it had to end soon.

She was the one - for me, 
She opened my eyes - to see, 
She was the one - for me, 
Well alright.

It was a cold September, 
Before the Indian summer, 
That's the thing I remember, 
When she gave me her number, 
Went from station to station, 
On a train 'cross the nation, 
And the rain of November, 
That's the time that we ended, 
She was the one - for me, 
Well alright, alright, alright, yeah