Summerlea

Am                        
Night time's falling on the 
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Summerlea,and suppers getting cold.
       Am                          
Its the second time in as many 
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weeks he hasn't shown.
     F                             
He's probably chasing some old 
   Am
steer across some prairie storm.
     G                          
And when she asks him he'll just 
                Am
shrug and say "that's the way things
 go".
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1st CHORUS:
        Am                         
But he only gets into town twice a 
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month and he gets out as fast as he 
can.
    Am                             
He don't have a phone so she can't 
                    G
call him up and she never knows 
where he is.
   F                               
He smells like horses and he chews 
               Am
tobacco and he cusses and he spits.
   G                               
She's been in love a couple of 
              Am
times before, but never quite like 
this.
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Am                                
Next month it'll be those damned 
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old Rodeos and fairs.
Continúa después del anuncio
    Am                         
And He'll be gone for six weeks 
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straight to God only knows where.
       F                       Am
And he won't win any money and worst
 than that, he won't care.
G                                 
When she asks him, he'll just 
           Am
smile he had a real good time out 
there.
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2nd CHORUS:
        Am                         
But he only gets into town twice a 
             G
month and he gets out as fast as he 
can.
    Am                             
He don't have a phone so she can't 
                    G
call him up and she never knows 
where he is.
   F                               
He smells like horses and he chews 
               Am
tobacco and he cusses and he spits.
   G                               
She's been in love a couple of 
              Am
times before, but never quite like 
this.
E|----------| 

        Am                       
Well he stops his horse, to get a 
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light and the water pores of his 
hat.
         Am                        
Hes been out in the rain most of 
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the night and ought to be getting 
back.
         F                         
His been thinking about the color 
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of her hair and the touch of her 
hand.
        G                     
And the way she quietly smiles 
      Am
whenever she looks at him.
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3rd CHORUS:
        Am                         
But he only gets into town twice a 
              G
month and he gets out as fast as he 
can.
    Am                           
He don't have a phone so he can't 
                    G
call her up and he never knows where
 she is.
  F                                
She smells like flowers and perfume
      Am
 and tobacco and gin.
      G                            
He's been in love a couple of times
            Am
 before, but never quite like this.
      G                            
He's been in love a couple of times
            Am
 before, but never quite like this.
Am                        
Night time's falling on the 
                     G             
summerlea and suppers getting cold
   Am