Summer of '75
by: Chris Knight (Written by Chris Knight, Sam Tate & Annie Tate)
CD: Chris Knight
From: Andrew@lyonap.force9.co.uk
Intro: A F#m D A
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In the lamp light on Locust Street, with the party far behind
D A
No sound but the beat of her heart and mine
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The smell of her hair was my first breath, and her lips were my first
kiss
D A
And my first step was a headlong dive
E A D
I couldn't keep myself from falling, so she taught me to fly
A E D
And I was born in the summer of '75
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In the morning light she wore my coat, and all I wanted to know
D A
Was she trembling from the feeling or the cold
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As the sleepy small town came to life, I saw the answer in her eyes
D A
And knew I'd always have her hand to hold
E A D
Now somethings don't need saying, you just feel 'em deep inside
A E D
The way I felt in the summer of '75
E D A
Now all that seems like yesterday, how the time slips away
F#m A
The blinding speed will leave you feeling cold
E D A
So when I feel the hands of time tugging at this life of mine
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I reach for the warmest thing to hold
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A light still shines on Locust Street, somewhere back in time
D A
And I wake up to the beat of her heart and mine
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And I reach out and touch her hair, just to know that she's still there
D A
And the dream I had is still by my side
E A D
I might not make church on Sunday, but I thank the Lord each night
A E D
That I was born in the summer of '75
A E D
Yeah, I was born in the summer of '75
