The Summer аккорды для гитары

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[Куплет 1]:
Bm
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    If I could bottle up the sea breeze I would
        G
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take it over to your house and pour it loose through your garden
        Bm
                           A
So the hinges on your windows would rust and colour
          G
                      A
Like the boats pulled up on the sand for the summer
           Em
                           D
And your sweet clean clothes would go stiff on the line
                A
                        Em
And there'd be sand in your pockets and nothing on your mind

[Проигрыш]:
Bm

[Куплет 2]:
Bm
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     But every year it gets a little bit harder
        G
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To get back to the feeling of when we were fifteen
              Bm
                    A
And we could jump in the river upstream
                          G
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And let the current carry us to the beginning where the river met the sea again
Em
                            D
     And all our days were a sun-drenched haze
           A
                         Em
While the salt spray crusted on the window panes

[Проигрыш]:
Bm

[Припев]:
D
   We should be living like we lived that summer
Fm
I wanna live like we live in the summer

[Куплет 3]:
Bm
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    And I'll remember that summer as the right one
      G
                        A
The storms made the pavement steam like a kettle
    Bm
                        A
And our first goodbye always seemed like hours
        G
                   A
In the car park in between my house and yours
            Em
                     D
And if the summer holds a song we might sing forever
          A
                              Em
Then the winter holds a bite we'd never felt before

[Проигрыш]:
Bm

[Припев]:
D
   We should be living like we lived that summer
Fm
I wanna live like we live in the summer

[Бридж]:
     A
               D
But time is like the ocean
    F#m
          G
              D
      D
You can only hold a little in your hands
    A
                     D
So we swim before we're broken
       F#m
Before our bones become
       G
            D
Black coral on the sand

[Припев]:
Bm
                               A
    So if I could bottle up the sea breeze I would
        G
                               A
Take it over to your house and pour it loose through your garden
Josh Pyke
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