#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the# #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.# #-----------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: Tue, 12 May 1998 20:42:02 -0400 From: Andrew@lyonap.force9.co.uk Subject: k/knight_chris/summer_of_75.crd >Summer of '75 >by: Chris Knight (Written by Chris Knight, Sam Tate & Annie Tate) >CD: Chris Knight > > >Intro: A F#m D A > >A F#m>In (244222@1)the lamp light on Locust Street, with the party far behind >D A>No (x02220@1)sound but the beat of her heart and mine > A (x02220@1) F#m>The (244222@1)smell of her hair was my first breath, and her lips were my first >kiss >D A>And (x02220@1)my first step was a headlong dive > > E (022100@1) A (x02220@1) D>I (xx0232@1)couldn't keep myself from falling, so she taught me to fly > A (x02220@1) E (022100@1) D>And (xx0232@1)I was born in the summer of '75 > >A F#m>In (244222@1)the morning light she wore my coat, and all I wanted to know >D A>Was (x02220@1)she trembling from the feeling or the cold >A F#m>As (244222@1)the sleepy small town came to life, I saw the answer in her eyes >D A>And (x02220@1)knew I'd always have her hand to hold > > E (022100@1) A (x02220@1) D>Now (xx0232@1)somethings don't need saying, you just feel 'em deep inside > A (x02220@1) E (022100@1) D>The (xx0232@1)way I felt in the summer of '75 > > E (022100@1) D (xx0232@1) A>Now (x02220@1)all that seems like yesterday, how the time slips away > F#m (244222@1) A>The (x02220@1)blinding speed will leave you feeling cold > E (022100@1) D (xx0232@1) A>So (x02220@1)when I feel the hands of time tugging at this life of mine > F#m (244222@1) D (xx0232@1) E>I (022100@1)reach for the warmest thing to hold > >A F#m D A > >A F#m>A (244222@1)light still shines on Locust Street, somewhere back in time > D (xx0232@1) A>And (x02220@1)I wake up to the beat of her heart and mine > A (x02220@1) F#m>And (244222@1)I reach out and touch her hair, just to know that she's still there >D A>And (x02220@1)the dream I had is still by my side > > E (022100@1) A (x02220@1) D>I (xx0232@1)might not make church on Sunday, but I thank the Lord each night > A (x02220@1) E (022100@1) D>That (xx0232@1)I was born in the summer of '75 > A (x02220@1) E (022100@1) D>Yeah, (xx0232@1)I was born in the summer of '75 >
