EbSummer days, summer nights are gone,
Ab7Summer days and summer nights are Ebgone,
I know a Bb7place where there's still somethin' goin' Ebon.
I got a house on the hill, I got hogs out in the mud,
I got a house on the hill, I got hogs all out in the mud,
I got a long-haired woman, she got raw Indian blood.
Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing,
Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing,
Well, I'm standin' on the table, I'm proposin' a toast to the king.
Well, I'm Eb7drivin' in the Eb6flats in a Eb+Cadillac Ebcar.
The girls Aball Ebsay youEb+'re a Eb6worn Eb+out Ebstar
My Ab7]pockets are loaded and I'm spendin' every Ebdime.
How can you Bb7say you love someone else, you know it's me all the tEbime.
Well, the fog's so thick you can't spy the land,
The fog is so thick that you can't even spy the land,
What good are you anyway if you can't stand up to some old businessman.
Weddin' bells are ringin' and the choir is beginnin' to sing,
Yes, the weddin' bells are ringin' and the choir's beginnin' to sing,
What looks good in the day, at night is another thing.
She's lookin' into my eyes, and she's a-holdin' my hand,
She lookin' into my eyes, she's holdin' my hand,
She says, "You can't repeat the past,"
I say "You can't? What do you mean you can't? Of course, you can."*)
"Where do you come from?" "Where do you go?"
Sorry, that is nothin' you would need to know.
Well, my back's been to the wall so long, it seems like it's stuck.
Why don't you break my heart one more time just for good luck?
I got eight carburetors, boys, I'm usin' 'em all,
Well, I got eight carburetors and, boys, I'm usin' 'em all,
I'm short on gas, my motor's startin' to stall.
My dogs are barkin', there must be someone around,
My dogs are barkin', there must be someone around,
I got my hammer ringin', pretty baby, but the nails ain't goin' down.
If you got somethin' to say, speak or hold your peace,
Well, you got somethin' to say, speak now or hold your peace,
If it's information you want, you can get it from the police.
Politician's got on his joggin' shoes,
He must be runnin' for office, got no time to lose,
Suckin' the blood out of the genius of generosity.
You been a-rollin' your eyes, you been teasin' me.
Standing by God's river, my soul's beginnin' to shake,
Standing by God's river, my soul's beginnin' to shake,
I'm countin' on you, love, to give me a break.
Well, I'm leavin' in the mornin' as soon as the dark clouds lift,
Yes! I'm leavin' in the mornin' just as soon as the dark clouds lift,
Gonn' break in the roof, set fire to the place as a parting gift.
Summer days, summer nights are gone,
Summer days, summer nights are gone,
I know a place where there's still somethin' goin' on.
Eb Ab/eb Eb Eb9
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