The Door Into Summer

Intro:
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Verse
         D            Am7         
With his fool's gold stacked up 
    D
all around him
  D                    Am7        
From a killing in the market on 
  D
the war
     A                 G          
The children left King Midas 
  D          G
there, as they found him
        D                    Am7  
In his counting house where 
              D
nothing counts but more

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CHORUS:
        A                    G    
And he thought he heard the echos 
      D
of a penny whistle band
         A               G    
And the laughter from a distant 
      D
caravan
         A                G    
And the brightly painted line of 
          D         G
circus wagons in the sand
  D                 C*        
Fading through the door into 
C/B*  C*   D
summer


            D            Am7      
With his Travelogues of "maybe 
           D
next year" 's places
      D              Am7        
As a trade-in for a name upon the 
   D
door
        A              G          
And he pays for every year he 
    D        G
cannot buy back with his tears
       D                     Am7  
As he finds out there's been no 
           D
one keeping score


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CHORUS (X2)

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