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INTRO 
 
 
G                     D 
Times were rough when times were lean, 
C                               G      D   Am  C 
Most of the time nobody seemed to care. 
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No more peace in a southern breeze, 
C                             
Whistlin' through the willow trees 
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And I see you standin' there. 
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And I reach out to touch your face, 
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But the cold hard facts of life put me in my place. 
 
 
 
C        D     G               G7 
Southern rain, fallin' down on me. 
C                 D                 G                  G7 
Think I'm back to yesterday and the way things used to be. 
C                 D          G         F#m     Em 
Sweet Home on the radio, why do things have to change? 
C               D                 C         D        G 
Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain. 
 
 
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INSTRUMENTAL 
 
 
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Watermelon growin' on the vine, the sweet taste of homemade wine, 
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And the soft touch of your fingertips. 
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Layin' down by the riverside, 
C 
Do you recall how we used to hide, 
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So I could taste your lips? 
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Though the winds of change took me from home, 
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So many years just pass me by, and now I'm all alone. 
 
 
 
C        D     G               G7 
Southern rain, fallin' down on me. 
C                 D                 G                  G7 
Think I'm back to yesterday and the way things used to be. 
C                 D          G         F#m     Em 
Sweet Home on the radio, why do things have to change? 
C               D                 C         D        G    G7 
Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain. 
 
 
 
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You said that we could last forever, 
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But I had my wild oats yet to sow. 
F         C                Em 
For every storm and each endeavour, 
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The past and the love we found just will not let me go. 
 
 
 
 
C        D     G               G7 
Southern rain, fallin' down on me. 
C                 D                 G                  G7 
Think I'm back to yesterday and the way things used to be. 
C                 D          G         F#m     Em 
Sweet Home on the radio, why do things have to change? 
C               D                 C         D        Em  G 
Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain. 
C               D                 C         D                  G 
Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern, southern rain. 
 
 
D  Am   C                        G   D   Am  C  G 
        Oh to feel that southern rain. (repeat to finish)