Indian Summer

 Am                F
A lightening bolt fills the room,
 C                 G
The underbelly of Paris,
 Am                F
She sings her favorite tune,
 C                 G
She'll drink you under the table,
 Am                F
She'll show you a trick or two,
 C                 G
But every time that I left her,
 Am                F
I missed the things she would do.
 C                 G

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


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

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,
she opened my eyes, to see
she was the one for me
oh alright, alright, alright, yeah