Key: A
Introduction: A D
A
I walked you to the corner we stood beside the bus
D
And the tears rolled down our faces as the driver stared at us
A
Typical summer that time of year
D
When you go back to Toronto and I stay here
E
And I?ll miss the way you wake up
D
And the way that you sigh
E D A
And I?ll miss the way you turn your head away when you cry
E
I don?t think this time will fly
A D
Here comes the sad nights again
Bm E A
Here comes the sad nights again
Round about midnight when it?s still too hot to think
F#m D Bm E
Last days of summer San Gennaro Feast
There?s much hanging in the air and dancing in the streets
Bm E A
Here comes the sad nights again