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| Bbm7 | Eb9 | Eb7 | a | cross the | sea | |
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| Bbm | F+ | It | lingered | there to |
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| Abm7 | Ab | Ab7 | and | walk with | me | |
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| Ebm7 | Ab7 | Ebm7 | All | summer | long we | sang |
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| Ab7 | C# | F#9 | a | song and | strolled in golden | sand |
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| Ab | Fm | Bbm7 | | Two | sweethearts | |
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| Eb7 | Abm7 | Bbm7 | Eb7 | | and the | summer wind | | |
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| Ab | Abm7 | Like | painted | kites, |
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| F#dim | F7 | the | days and | nights |
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| Bbm7 | Eb9 | Eb7 | went | flying | by | |
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| Ebm7 | Ab7 | Ebm7 | Ab7 | Then | softer | than a | piper | man, |
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| C# | F#9 | one | day it called to | you |
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| Eb7 | Abm7 | F7 | | to the | summer wind. | |
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| Abdim | G7 | the | winter | winds |
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| Cm7 | F9 | F7 | have | come and | gone | |
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| Cm | G+ | And | still the | days, |
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| Fm7 | Bb7 | Fm7 | Bb7 | And | guess who | sighs his | lulla | bies |
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| Eb | Ebm6 | through | nights that never | end |
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| Bb | Gm | Cm7 | F7 | | My | fickle | | friend, |
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| Bbm7 | Cm7 | F7 | the | summer wind | | |
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| Bb | Bbm7 | Cm | F7 | The | summer wind | | | |
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| Bb | Bbm7 | Cm | F7 | Bb | The | summer wind | | | | |
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