Cifras
Summer Of 75

Tono: A

Introducción: A    F#m    D    A    

A                                                                                            F#m  
In the lamp light on Locust Street, with the party far behind
D                                                                                                    A  
No sound but the beat of her heart and mine
          A                                                                                                              F#m  
The smell of her hair was my first breath, and her lips were my first
kiss
D                                                                                    A  
And my first step was a headlong dive
                             E                                                                         A                                         D  
I couldn't keep myself from falling, so she taught me to fly
                          A                            E                            D  
And I was born in the summer of '75
A                                                                                                    F#m  
In the morning light she wore my coat, and all I wanted to know
D                                                                                                            A  
Was she trembling from the feeling or the cold
A                                                                                                    F#m  
As the sleepy small town came to life, I saw the answer in her eyes
D                                                                                              A  
And knew I'd always have her hand to hold
          E                                                                                                    A                                 D  
Now somethings don't need saying, you just feel 'em deep inside
                          A                            E                            D  
The way I felt in the summer of '75
          E                                                                              D                              A  
Now all that seems like yesterday, how the time slips away
          F#m                                            A  
The blinding speed will leave you feeling cold
        E                                                                            D                                      A  
So when I feel the hands of time tugging at this life of mine
     F#m                            D                                         E  
I reach for the warmest thing to hold
A  F#m  DA  
A                                                                                                    F#m  
A light still shines on Locust Street, somewhere back in time
                             D                                                                                 A  
And I wake up to the beat of her heart and mine
          A                                                                                 F#m  
And I reach out and touch her hair, just to know that she's still there
D                                                                                         A  
And the dream I had is still by my side
                     E                                                                                    A                                                 D  
I might not make church on Sunday, but I thank the Lord each night
                             A                            E                            D  
That I was born in the summer of '75
                                A                            E                            D  
Yeah, I was born in the summer of '75