Summerlea chords and lyrics - FRED EAGLESMITH

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[Intro 1]
[Am]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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