G             Em
Well the clouds in the sky
         Bm                   C
And your winter clothes are sadly a condition of life
        G               Em             Bm                          C
In this land, where the sun is as shy as long forgotten manners of old

G Em Bm C x2

G                 Em             Bm             C
I can't wait for a time when the Summer sun is back up in the sky,
G                  Em         Bm                C
We can stay out at night and forget about the failing light


[Bridge]

       G                     C                       A               D
I wanna walk in the park and smell the freshly cut grass (Please keep off the grass)
        G                          C                      A           D
As the summer breeze blows up your skirt, what more can I ask (I can see your arse)


[Chorus]

   G                 D
At last I shed my winter clothes
  G          C      D                     G
At last I'm over the moon, I'm under the sun
           D          G    
At last I met a girl, 
      C             D                       G  Em Bm C
Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls.

(the chorus goes directly back into the chord progression of the verse - listen to the song to figure it out)
 

[Verse]

G                    Em    Bm               C
While you work on your tan travelling from Thailand to Milan
G                    Em       Bm             C
We're in Morris the van, from Bridlington to Camber Sands


[Bridge]

       G                     C                      A              D
You go Pick Your Own Fruit and eat till you end up ill (We've all had our fill)
          G                    C                A               D
We share a tinny or two on the top of the hill (Found my thrill at last)


[Chorus]

   G                 D
At last I shed my winter clothes
  G          C      D                     G
At last I'm over the moon, I'm under the sun
           D          G    
At last I met a girl, 
      C             D                       G  
Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls.


[Middle]
G Em Bm C x2


[Verse]

         G             Em            Bm                 C
Well the sand in your shoes and your sunburnt toes may trigger off the summertime blues
G         Em             Bm         C
Don't be daft, shrug 'em off 'cause we ain't got a moment to lose

G                      Em  Bm              C
We better hit the arcades, spend an hour spending our loose change
G                     Em        Bm             C
Give the ghost train a ride and kiss my future bride (Not Frankenstein's)


[Bridge]

        G                             C                      A                  D
We get a lift down the beach with the boys all crammed in the back (Boys crammed in the back)
G                        C                        A               D
Barely enough room for the ball and a twenty-four pack (What more could I ask)


[Chorus]

   G                 D
At last I shed my winter clothes
  G          C      D                     G
At last I'm over the moon, I'm under the sun
           D          G    
At last I met a girl, 
      C             D                       G    D
Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls.
                G      D
Diamonds and pearls.
                G      D
Diamonds and pearls.
                G      D
Diamonds and pearls