Glen Campbell - Macarthur park

^DmSpring was never waiting for us^F girl, it ran one step ^D#ahead, as we followed in a d^Gmance.^Bb Dm F Dm7? Between the parted pages and were pressed, in love's hot fevered ^D#iron, like the striped pair of ^Gmpants^Bb. ^DmI recall the yellow cotton ^Dm7dress, foaming like a ^D#wave, on the ground around your ^Gmknees^Bb. Dm F Dm7? And birds like tender babies in your hand, and old men playing c^D#heckers, by the ^Gmtrees^Bb. ^{G# Bb}

^CMacArthur's Park is melting in the ^Cmaj7dark, all the sweet green iceings ^Bbflowing down. ^FSomeone left the cake out in the rain. I ^Gdon't ^Cthink that I can take it. cause it t^Dmook so long to bake it. And I'll ^Cnever have that recipe ^Fagain, ^D#oh no^C#oo.^{D# F}

^FThere will be another song for ^Fmaj7me, for I will ^Dmsing ^Bbit. T^Bbmhere will be another dream for me, someone will b^Fmaj7ring i^Ft. I ^Bbwill drink the wine while it is warm ^Gmand never l^Bbet you catch me l^Amooking in the sun.^D7 and ^Gmafter all the loves of my ^Bblife, a^Fmaj7fter all the loves of my l^Bbife, you'll still be the ^D#one. ^{G# C}

I will ^Gtake my life into my ^Bmhands and I will ^Cuse ^Cmaj7it. I w^Am6ill win the worship in their eyes, and I will lo^Dse it^G. I will ^Chave the things that I desire, ^Cmaj7and my ^Ampassion flow like ^Bmrivers to the sky.^E A^E7nd ^Amafter all the loves of my l^Cife, woah... a^Gfter all the loves of my ^Clife, I'll be thinking of y^Fou, and ^Dwondering ^Emwhy. ^{G Bb C}

^DMacArthur's Park is melting in the ^Dmaj7dark, all the sweet green iceing f^Clowing down. ^GSomeone left the cake out in the rain. ^F#mI don't ^Bmthink that I can take it. Cause it ^Gtook so long to bake it. And I'll ^Dnever have that recipe ^Gagain oh ^Bbnooo, o^D#h no^Dm7oo, noo^D