Summerlea chords by Fred Eaglesmith

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Am 
Nighttime's falling on
the Summerlea
G 
And supper's getting cold
Am 
It's the second time in as many weeks
G 
That he hasn't shown
F 
He's probably chasing some old steer
Am 
Across some prairie storm
G 
But when she asks him he'll just shrug
F 
And say that's the way things go
Am 

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Verse 2
But he only gets into town twice a month
G 
And he gets out as fast as he can
Am 
And he don't have a phone
so she can't call him up
G 
And she never knows where he is
F 
He smells like horses and
he chews tobacco
Am 
And he cusses and he spits
G 
She's been in love a
couple of times before
F 
But never quite like this
Am 

Verse 3
Am 
Next month it'll be those
G 
damned old rodeos and fairs
Am 
And he'll be gone for six weeks straight
G 
To God only knows where
F 
And he won't win any money
Am 
And worst than that, he won't care
G 
When she asks him, he'll just smile
F 
Dm 
He had a really good time out there
Am 

Verse 4
But he only gets into town twice a month
G 
And he gets out as fast as he can
Am 
And he don't have a phone
so she can't call him up
G 
And she never knows where he is
F 
He smells like horses and
Dm 
he chews tobacco
Am 
And he cusses and he spits
G 
She's been in love a couple times before
F 
But never quite like this
Am 

Verse 5
Well, he stops his horse to get a light
G 
And the water pours off his hat
Am 
He's been out in the
rain most of the night
G 
And he ought to be getting back
F 
He's been thinking about
the color of her hair
Am 
And the touch of her hand
G 
And the way she quietly smiles
F 
Whenever she looks at him
Am 

Verse 6
But he only gets into town
twice a month
G 
And he gets out out as fast as he can
Am 
And he don't have a phone
so he can't call her up
G 
And he never knows where she is
F 
She smells like flowers and perfume
Am 
And tobacco and gin
G 
He's been in love a couple of times before
F 
Am 
But never quite like this

Verse 7
Am 
G 
He's been in love a couple times before
F 
Am 
G 
Am 
G 
F 
But never quite like this
Am 
G 
F 
Am 
Nighttime's falling on the Summerlea
G 
Am 
And supper's getting cold