The Door Into Summer

Intro:
e   0  2  3  5  8  8  5  3  2
B   1  3  5  7  8  8  7  5  3
G   2  2  5  7  9  9  7  5  2
D   0  0  0  0  0  0  0  0  0


Verse
         D            Am7             D
With his fool's gold stacked up all around him
  D                    Am7          D
From a killing in the market on the war
     A                 G            D          G
The children left King Midas there, as they found him
        D                    Am7                D
In his counting house where nothing counts but more

CHORUS:
        A                    G          D
And he thought he heard the echos of a penny whistle band
         A               G          D
And the laughter from a distant caravan
         A                G              D         G
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
  D                 C*        C/B*  C*   D
Fading through the door into summer


            D            Am7                 D
With his Travelogues of "maybe next year" 's places
      D              Am7           D
As a trade-in for a name upon the door
        A              G              D        G
And he pays for every year he cannot buy back with his tears
       D                     Am7             D
As he finds out there's been no one keeping score


CHORUS (X2)

CHORUS (X2)

C*= 0  C/B*= 0
    3        3
    0        0
    0        0
    3        2
    x        x