Indian Summer

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Intro 2x: Am  F/C C G4

 Am                F/C
Every time that I see ya,
 C                G4
A lightening bolt fills the room ,
 Am                 F/C
The underbelly of Paris,
 C                G4
She sings her favorite tune,
 Am                 F/C
She'll drink you under the table,
 C                G4
She'll show you a trick or two,
 Am                 F/C
But every time that I left her,
 C                G4
I missed the things she would do.

     F/C         C
She was the one - for me,
            Am          G4
She opened my eyes - to see,
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             F/C      C
She was the one - for me,
            Am         G4
Well alright.

         F/C       C
It was a cold September,
  Am                G4
Before the Indian summer,
   F/C            C
That's the thing I remember,
  Am               G4
When she gave me her number,
   F/C                 C
Went from station to station,
  Am                G4
On a train 'cross the nation
   F/C                 C
And the rain of November,
  Am                G4
That's the time that we ended,
   F/C                C
She was the one - for me,
  Am                 G4
Well alright.

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