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