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Our Lawn Chords

An attempt, at least. Intro:


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Dm7/G CΔ9

The very best days of the summer

Dm7/G G6 C6

Now will they jazz us no more

Dm7/G CΔ9

Spare parts and leftover pieces

Dm7/G G6 Fm6/C CΔ9

Strewn out across the garage floor

Dm7/G CΔ9

Babe it's a sad situation

Dm7/G CΔ9 GΔ7 FmΔ9

Tell me, what can it be?

Dm7/G CΔ9

What's happening all over Elm Street

G7 CΔ7

Is happening all over me

AΔ7/E D6

We frolicked here once in reckless green abandon

AΔ7/E A7-5 DΔ7+5 D6

Stretching out to the horizon line

G#m4(13) G#m4(13) G#13

Even as the season ended

Gm4(13) Dm9 G7-9

We were running low on sweet borrowed time

Dm7/G CΔ9

Those dead leaves piled up out by the mailbox

Dm7/G G6 C6

Stacked up against the first decent blow

Dm7/G CΔ9

You wonder what would it feel like

Dm7/G G6 Fm6/C Ab7(+5)

To just dive in and let go

FΔ7 G9/F

All of sudden there's that tear in your eye

Am9 Eb3 4

It’s the end of an era so kiss kiss goodbye

Dm7/G CΔ9

Our lawn is dying, we're watching it die

Dm7 FmΔ67

Well when the sun starts looking lazy

On ‘bout a quarter to five

The girls are talking and laughing

Up at the top of the drive

Me stuck here in my wood-paneled dungeon

Wondering what we're gonna do

Who's gonna save the Bermudas

Now that we've forgotten to

A little taste, a little light conversation

Isn't that the way it always was

No lousy zero-sum equation

Nor a lesson in some long-lost losing cause

Green Peace Whole Earth Utne Reader

Tell ‘em that I already gave

Tell ‘em it's the midnight hour

Dancing by the side of the grave

The margins are crumbling now and its starting to show

You might not even notice cause it’s going down slow

Our lawn is dying, in case you don't know

Bb7(3 4) Eb(2)

Bb7(3 4) Eb(2) Fm7

Bb7(3 4) Eb(2) AbΔ7 EbΔ7 Fm9 4

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Let's throw a party on this doleful occasion

Show the bastards who you really are

No aging overnight sensation

Hitched his hammock to the wrong shooting star

All the way from DC to daylight

Illumination in the cold, gray dawn

Jacked up on the cellular level

In case you got to call someone

There's no one to blame now

And there's nothing to do

Let's just make the best of

What's real and what’s true

Our lawn is dying, so what else is new


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