– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
david’s last summer – pulp
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
tabbed by : roastie ( david fong )
email : davyfong at gmail
this is a little rough . best played with barre chords , enjoy .
B C# . . .
we made our way slowly down the path that led to the stream ,
swaying slightly ,
G# A#
drunk on the sun , i suppose .
G# A#
it was a real summer’s day; the air humming with heat
B C# . . .
whilst the trees beckoned us into their cool green shade .
and when we reached the stream i put a bottle of cider
G# A# . . .
into the water to chill , both of us knowing that we’d drink it long before it had the chance .
C F . . .
this is where you want to be ,
there’s nothing else but you and her ,
B G
and how you spend your time .
B C# . . . etc .
walking to parties whilst it’s still light outside .
peter was upset at first but now he’s in the garden talking to somebody polish .
why don’t we set up a tent and spend the night out there?
and we can pretend that we’re somewhere foreign ,
but we’ll still be able to use the fridge if we get hungry , or too hot .
C F . . .
this is where you want to be ,
there’s nothing else but you and her ,
B G . . .
and how you use your time .
B C# B C#
B C# D C# . . .
we went driving .
C F . . . .
this is where you want to be ,
there’s nothing else but you and her ,
B G
and how you use your time .
B G . . . .
B D . . .
B
the room smells faintly of sun tan lotion
D . . .
in the evening sunlight and when you take off your clothes ,
you’re still wearing a small pale skin bikini .
the sound of children playing in the park comes from faraway ,
and time slows down to the speed of the specks of dust
floating in the light from the window .
summer leaves fall from summer trees .
summer grazes fade on summer knees .
summer nights are slowly getting long .
summer’s going so hurry soon it’ll be gone .
so we went out to the park at midnight one last time .
past the abandoned glasshouse stuffed full of dying palms .
past the bandstand down to the boating lake .
and we swam in the moonlight for what seemed like hours ,
until we couldn’t swim anymore .
E G . . .
E G . . .
and as we came out of the water we sensed a certain movement in the air ,
and we both shivered slightly and ran to collect our clothes .
E F# G
and as we walked home we could hear
A B
the leaves curling and turning brown on the trees ,
C# D E ( 7th fret ) . . .
and the birds deciding where to go for winter .
and the whole sound ,
the whole sound of summer packing it’s bags and preparing to leave town .
oh but i want you to stay .
oh please stay for a while ,
oh i want you to stay ,
oh i want you to stay .
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
david’s last summer – pulp
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
tabbed by : roastie ( david fong )
email : davyfong at gmail
this is a little rough . best played with barre chords , enjoy .
B C# . . .
we made our way slowly down the path that led to the stream ,
swaying slightly ,
G# A#
drunk on the sun , i suppose .
G# A#
it was a real summer’s day; the air humming with heat
B C# . . .
whilst the trees beckoned us into their cool green shade .
and when we reached the stream i put a bottle of cider
G# A# . . .
into the water to chill , both of us knowing that we’d drink it long before it had the chance .
C F . . .
this is where you want to be ,
there’s nothing else but you and her ,
B G
and how you spend your time .
B C# . . . etc .
walking to parties whilst it’s still light outside .
peter was upset at first but now he’s in the garden talking to somebody polish .
why don’t we set up a tent and spend the night out there?
and we can pretend that we’re somewhere foreign ,
but we’ll still be able to use the fridge if we get hungry , or too hot .
C F . . .
this is where you want to be ,
there’s nothing else but you and her ,
B G . . .
and how you use your time .
B C# B C#
B C# D C# . . .
we went driving .
C F . . . .
this is where you want to be ,
there’s nothing else but you and her ,
B G
and how you use your time .
B G . . . .
B D . . .
B
the room smells faintly of sun tan lotion
D . . .
in the evening sunlight and when you take off your clothes ,
you’re still wearing a small pale skin bikini .
the sound of children playing in the park comes from faraway ,
and time slows down to the speed of the specks of dust
floating in the light from the window .
summer leaves fall from summer trees .
summer grazes fade on summer knees .
summer nights are slowly getting long .
summer’s going so hurry soon it’ll be gone .
so we went out to the park at midnight one last time .
past the abandoned glasshouse stuffed full of dying palms .
past the bandstand down to the boating lake .
and we swam in the moonlight for what seemed like hours ,
until we couldn’t swim anymore .
E G . . .
E G . . .
and as we came out of the water we sensed a certain movement in the air ,
and we both shivered slightly and ran to collect our clothes .
E F# G
and as we walked home we could hear
A B
the leaves curling and turning brown on the trees ,
C# D E ( 7th fret ) . . .
and the birds deciding where to go for winter .
and the whole sound ,
the whole sound of summer packing it’s bags and preparing to leave town .
oh but i want you to stay .
oh please stay for a while ,
oh i want you to stay ,
oh i want you to stay .
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