Stereophonics - Indian Summer

stereophonics – indian summer

awesome new tune off the new album

this is fairly close , may be tuned half a step down but this sounds good enough to me : )

listen to the song for timing ( it’s on youtube )

every time that i see ya ,
Am F
a lightening bolt fills the room ,
C G
the underbelly of paris ,
Am F
she sings her favorite tune ,
C G
she’ll drink you under the table ,
Am F
she’ll show you a trick or two ,
C G
but every time that i left her ,
Am F
i missed the things she would do .
C G

she was the one – for me ,
F C
she opened my eyes – to see ,
Am G
she was the one – for me ,
F C
well alright .
G G

it was a cold september ,
Am F
before the indian summer ,
C G
that’s the thing i remember ,
Am F
when she gave me her number ,
C G
went from station to station ,
Am F
on a train ’cross the nation
C G
and the rain of november ,
Am F
that’s the time that we ended ,
C G
she was the one – for me ,
F C
well alright .
G

vodka with coca cola ,
cocaine tucked in her shoes ,
cigarettes over coffee ,
her halo slipped to a noose ,
take a slow boat to china ,
you fly a rag ’round the moon ,
she could take it or leave it ,
i knew it had to end soon .

she was the one – for me ,
she opened my eyes – to see ,
she was the one – for me ,
well alright .

it was a cold september ,
before the indian summer ,
that’s the thing i remember ,
when she gave me her number ,
went from station to station ,
on a train ’cross the nation ,
and the rain of november ,
that’s the time that we ended ,
she was the one – for me ,
well alright , alright , alright , yeah