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| Intro: [A] [D] [A] It's been some [D] years ago Since I left from my [A] island To go to the [E] mainland, Like the old folks would [A] say; [Asus4] [A] As I walked up the [D] gangway And I stood on the [A] starboard And I gazed on the [E] harbour On a grey foggy [A] day. [D] [A] Chorus: Summer days they were [D] warmer then, When we laughed with the [A] old fishermen, And they cursed when the [E] fog rolled in Then they made up the [A] hay; [Asus4] [A] It's been more than a [D] long, long time Since I held you and [A] called you mine, And we waited for the [E] sun to shine On a grey foggy [A] day. [D] [A] To wake in the [D] early morn To the sound of the [A] old fog horn, And wait for the [E] men to return With their boats in the [A] bay; [Asus4] [A] All these things I don't [D] see no more When I lived on the [A] old cape shore, And I gazed on the [E] boats on the moors On a grey foggy [A] day. [D] [A] Chorus: Summer days they were [D] warmer then, When we laughed with the [A] old fishermen, And they cursed when the [E] fog rolled in Then they made up the [A] hay; [Asus4] [A] It's been more than a [D] long, long time Since I held you and [A] called you mine, And we waited for the [E] sun to shine On a grey foggy [A] day. [D] [A] Solo: As long as my [D] heart Doesn't break from those old [A] memories, Old lovers and [E] old use-to-bes, I'll come home for to [A] stay; [Asus4] [A] I can still hear the [D] ocean roar Through the hills on the [A] old cape shore, But there's no fishing [E] boats anymore, But it's a grey foggy [A] day. [D] [A] Chorus: Summer days they were [D] warmer then, When we laughed with the [A] old fishermen, And they cursed when the [E] fog rolled in Then they made up the [A] hay; [Asus4] [A] It's been more than a [D] long, long time Since I held you and [A] called you mine, And we waited for the [E] sun to shine On a grey foggy [A] day. [D] [A] Outro: [E] [A] ~ Above chords contributed by Bob Dumais ~ [D] Been some years [G] ago Since I left from my [D] island To go to the [A] mainland, Like the old folks would [D] say; As I walked up the [G] gangway And I stood on the [D] starboard And I gazed on the [A] harbour On a grey foggy [D] day. [G,D] Chorus: [D] Summer days they were [G] warmer then When we laughed with the [D] old fishermen, And they cursed when the [A] fog rolled in, Then they made up the [D] hay; It's been more than a [G] long, long time Since I held you and [D] called you mine, And we waited for the [A] sun to shine On a grey foggy [D] day. [G,D] [D] To wake in the [G] early morn To the sound of the [D] old fog horn, And wait for the [A] men to return With their boats in the [D] bay; All these things I don't [G] see no more When I lived on the [D] old cape shore, And I gazed on the [A] boats on the moors On a grey foggy [D] day, [G,D] Chorus: [D] Summer days they were [G] warmer then When we laughed with the [D] old fishermen, And they cursed when the [A] fog rolled in, Then they made up the [D] hay; It's been more than a [G] long, long time Since I held you and [D] called you mine, And we waited for the [A] sun to shine On a grey foggy [D] day. [G,D] [D] And as long as my [G] heart, Doesn't break from those old [D] memories, Old lovers and [A] old use-to-bes, I'll come home for to [D] stay; I can still hear the [G] ocean roar Through the hills on the [D] old cape shore, There are no fishing [A] boats anymore But it's a grey foggy, [D] foggy day. [G,D] Chorus: [D] Summer days they were [G] warmer then When we laughed with the [D] old fishermen, And they cursed when the [A] fog rolled in, Then they made up the [D] hay; It's been more than a [G] long, long time Since I held you and [D] called you mine, And we waited for the [A] sun to shine On a grey foggy [D] day. [G,D] And I pray that the [A] sun will shine ....[STOP] On this grey foggy [D] day. |
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