E|-35----5-----| 5-------5-5-|53----3-----|3-------3-3-|35----5-----|
B|-57----7-----| 7-------7-7-|75----5-----|5-------5-5-|57----7-----|
G|-46----6-----| 6-------6-6-|64----4-----|4-------4-4-|46----6-----|
D|-00----0-----| 0-------0-0-|00----0-----|0-------0-0-|00----0-----|
A|-------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
E|-------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
    /                        \                         /

  , . . .', ,  , . . , . .  , . . . , ,  , . . , . ,  , . . .'  ,
E|5------99-5-| 53----3-----|3-------3-0-|2-----02--0-|2------23-23|
B|7-------7-7-| 75----5-----|5-------5-0-|3-----33--3-|3------33-33|
G|6-------6-6-| 64----4-----|4-------4-0-|2-----03--0-|2------22-22|
D|0-------0-0-| 00----0-----|0-------0---|0-----00--0-|0-----------|
A|------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
E|------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
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Other Chords (in order of first occurrence):

    D  Dmaj7  D7  G   Bm  Em  G7  C  A  Gm  Dsus4
E|--2----2----2---3---2----0---1--0--0---3----3--|
B|--3----2----1---0---3----0---0--1--2---3----3--|
G|--2----2----2---0---4----0---0--0--2---3----2--|
D|--0----0----0---0---4----2---0--2--2---0----0--|
A|----------------x---2----2---2--3--0---x-------|
E|----------------3--------0---3---------3-------|


[Verse 1]
     D                Dmaj7            D7
When Winter's shadowy fingers first pursue you down the street
         G               Bm            Em               G7
And your boots no longer lie about the cold around your feet
       C                   Em           A
Do you spare a thought for Summer whose passage is complete
      D               Dmaj7            D7
Whose memories lie in ruins and whose ruins lie in heat
     Gm      G   A                (D   Dsus4  D  Dsus4  D) x2
When Winter....      comes howling in.

[Verse 2]
When the wind is singing strangely, blowing music through your head
And your rain-splattered windows make you decide to stay in bed
Do you spare a thought for the homeless tramp who wishes he was dead
Or do you pull your bed-clothes higher, dream of Summertime instead,
When Winter....  comes howling in.

[Verse 3]
The creeping cold has fingers that caress without permission
And mystic crystal snowdrops only aggravate the condition
Do you spare a thought for the gypsy with no secure position
Who's turned and spurned by village and town and the Magistrate's decision,
When Winter....  comes howling in.

[Verse 4]
When the turkey's in the oven and the Christmas presents are bought
And Santa's in his module - he's an American astronaut -
Do you spare a thought for Jesus, who had nothing but his thoughts,
Who got busted - just for talking, and befriending the wrong sorts,
When Winter....  comes howling in.
     Gm     G   A              Intro...
When Winter....  comes howling in.