A E Summer number 39 was full and fine of women and wine and wonder tooA E Of glass and smoke and things that broke that I can't throw away and maybe a toke or twoB A E Fall followed summer and winter the fall I've fallen in love and now I'm falling with you Summer number 39 came right on time and stepped in line when spring was throughAnd, yes, that spring made quite a mess with her plastic cups and her flowered dress but I know that's what spring's supposed to do Fall followed summer and winter the fall I've fallen in love and now I'm falling with you Fall followed summer and winter the fall I've fallen in love and now I'm falling with youB C#m These words I raise in praise of all the things with little wingsE A And any voice that dares to sing, oh yes, it's true Fall followed summer and winter the fall I've fallen in love and now I'm falling with youA E I'm kissing the muse I'm kissing the muse
Summer No 39
Roger Clyne
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