E       F#m 
Take me back those summer days
A                  B
Winter’s making my old bones ache
E       F#m 
I’ll return when the weather’s changed
A                  B
I’ll see you in the Diamond State again

E       F#m 
Well I got religion and the old north wind
A                  B
All the colours came, the colours went
E       F#m 
I swore to get right with my family and friends
A                  B
Gave my bottle to the preacher, start over again, singing

E       F#m 
Take me back those summer days
A                  B
Winter’s making my old bones ache
E       F#m 
I’ll return when the weather’s changed
A                  B
I’ll see you in the Diamond State again

E       F#m 
Well hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
A                  B
She took all the whiskey and all the corn
E       F#m 
She set fire to my house, and took off in a storm
A                  B
Even after she’s gone she’s still keeping me warm


E       F#m 
Take me back those summer days
A                  B
Winter’s making my old bones ache
E       F#m 
I’ll return when the weather’s changed
A                  B
I’ll see you in the Diamond State again

E       F#m 
Well the roof caved in and the house came down
A                  B
There’s a hole in my tent, and one in the ground
E       F#m 
And the places I’ve been ain’t the place I am now
A                  B
So watch where you’re stepping, I’ll see you around

E       F#m 
Take me back those summer days
A                  B
Winter’s making my old bones ache
E       F#m 
I’ll return when the weather’s changed
A                  B
I’ll see you in the Diamond State
E       F#m 
Oh take me back those summer days
A                  B
This winter’s making my old bones ache
E       F#m 
And I’ll return when the weather’s changed
A                  B
I will see you in the Diamond State my friends

E       F#m 
I’m going California, gonna pan for gold
A                  B
Because a diamond in the rough ain’t a diamond in the snow
E       F#m 
I’m gonna empty all my pockets and admit that I’m old
A                  B
Take my coat to the corner and hope it gets sold

E       F#m 
Take me back those summer days
A                  B
Winter’s making my old bones shake
E       F#m 
I’ll return when the weather’s changed
A                  B
I’ll see you in the Diamond State again

E       F#m 
I’ll see you in the Diamond State
A                  B
I’ll see you in the Diamond State
E       F#m 
I will see you in the Diamond State
A                  B
I will see you in the Diamond State

E       F#m 
My friends
A                  B
Oh my good friends