Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

x2

summer days were just a magazine, a magazine

magazine

cutting grass for gasoline, for gasoline

 so i can see ya soon

x2

fall swooned

 left me drunk in a field

dandelion wine for a year

 and i packed up the dust

 of all that i owned

handkerchief hung from a pole

 i rolled out the day that the apples fell

Outro

x4