Indian Summer

stereophonics - indian summer awesome new tune off the new album this is fairly close , may be tuned half a step down but this sounds good enough to me : ) listen to the song for timing ( it’s on youtube ) every time that i see ya , Am F a lightening bolt fills the room , C G the underbelly of paris , Am F she sings her favorite tune , C G she’ll drink you under the table , Am F she’ll show you a trick or two , C G but every time that i left her , Am F i missed the things she would do . C G she was the one - for me , F C she opened my eyes - to see , Am G she was the one - for me , F C well alright . G G it was a cold september , Am F before the indian summer , C G that’s the thing i remember , Am F when she gave me her number , C G went from station to station , Am F on a train ’cross the nation C G and the rain of november , Am F that’s the time that we ended , C G she was the one - for me , F C well alright . G vodka with coca cola , cocaine tucked in her shoes , cigarettes over coffee , her halo slipped to a noose , take a slow boat to china , you fly a rag ’round the moon , she could take it or leave it , i knew it had to end soon . she was the one - for me , she opened my eyes - to see , she was the one - for me , well alright . it was a cold september , before the indian summer , that’s the thing i remember , when she gave me her number , went from station to station , on a train ’cross the nation , and the rain of november , that’s the time that we ended , she was the one - for me , well alright , alright , alright , yeah