Summer Wine (& U2 )

The Corrs

Tom: C

Am            Am7     Am7/G   G 
Strawberries cherries  and an angel's kiss in spring -- 
Am         Am7    Am7/G   G 
My summer wine is really made from all these things. 
 
{Bono} 
Am                   G 
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to 
Am                     G 
A song that I had only sang to just a few; 
Dm         Dm7              Am 
She saw my silver spurs and said, "Let's pass some time, 
Dm         Dm7          Am               
And I will give to you summer wine."    
 
{Andrea e Bono} 
G    Em7       Am7 
Ohh -oh summer wine 
 
 
 
{Andrea} 
Am            Am7     Am7/G   G 
Strawberries cherries  and an angel's kiss in spring -- 
Am         Am7    Am7/G   G 
My summer wine is really made from all these things. 
Dm            Dm7              Am 
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time 
Dm         Dm7          Am               
And I will give to you summer wine."   
 
{Andrea e Bono} 
G    Em7       Am7 
Ohh -oh summer wine 
 
 
{Bono} 
Am            Am7  Am7/G     G 
My eyes grew heavy  and  my lips they could not speak; 
Am         Am7    Am7/G   G 
I tried to get up, but I couldn't find my feet. 
Dm      Dm7              Am 
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line, 
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And then she gave to me    more summer wine.  
 
{Andrea e Bono} 
G    Em7       Am7 
Ohh -oh summer wine 
 
{Andrea} 
Am            Am7     Am7/G   G 
Strawberries cherries  and an angel's kiss in spring -- 
Am         Am7    Am7/G   G 
My summer wine is really made from all these things. 
Dm            Dm7              Am 
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time 
Dm         Dm7          Am               
And I will give to you summer wine."     
 
{Andrea e Bono} 
G    Em7       Am7 
Ohh -oh summer wine 
 
 
Am          Am7   Am7/G     G  
When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes; 
Am         Am7      Am7/G    G 
My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size. 
Dm          Dm7              Am 
She took my silver spurs, a dollar and a dime 
Dm           Dm7              Am           G    Em7       Am7 
And left me cravin' for more summer wine.  Ohh -oh summer wine