Alpha Incipiens

C' - 335563

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C
the morning comes to a stuttering 
halt

the cool breeze that blows is 
somebodys fault
F
the summer heat tries to burn 
through
C                             
and i look over to warn you but 
  G                      Bb
somethings happening

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C
the morning glories climb the wall

and you speak in a slow drawl
       F
im trying to piece together what 
youre saying
        C
but the birds are screeching, the 
hounds are baying
   G                    Bb
i don't remember there being any 
hounds around here

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C
we lean back and we clink our 
glasses

raise the drinks to our thirsty 
mouths,
                        F
and thick as molasses ice cold vodka
 eases in as
    C
the low pressure system brings the 
breezes in
          G
and they sashay and pirouette above 
you
Fm
the only thing i know is that i love
 you
         C
and i'm holding on,
yeah