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I wAalked you to the corner we stood beside the bus And the teDars rolled down our faces as the driver stared at us ATypical summer that time of year When yDou go back to Toronto and I stay here
And I’llE miss the way you wake up And the wDay that you sigh And I’llE miss the way you turn your head Daway when youA cry EI don’t think this time will fly
AHere comes the sDad nights again HBmere comes the sEad nights agAain
Round about midnight when it’s still too hot to think We’ll go back down to the neighborhood and get ourselves a drink Everyday working not getting far You know this town ain’t much for starting up it’s only made for stars Later when I’m walking Underneath the starless sky There’s a couple in the doorway and I think I hear them cry But they turn their heads when I go by CHORUS F#m D F#m E F#m D Bm E Last days of summer San Gennaro Feast There’s much hanging in the air and dancing in the streets People line the corners and they stand beside the fires And I’m watching from my window as the sparks go by Somewhere there’s a gunshot People scatter everywhere But it happens everyday so there’s still laughter in the air And as I lay down I wish you were here CHORUS
Here cBmomes the sEad nights agAain A-Asus2-A (repeat to end)