Intro:
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verse 1:
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Lost among the brambles, those long cross-country rambles
E D G
Your hands stained red, from blackberry picking
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Brave or was it foolish, you took off all your clothes
E D G
Your lips turned blue, from North Sea swimming
C E
Colours, colours of the summer
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My thoughts are drawn to them still
C E
The red kite against the blue sky
G D
My thoughts are drawn to them still
verse 2:
Race down Chimney Bank faster than legs can carry you
Your knees are green from the tripping and the falling
Nothing to disturb us collapsed amongst the corn
The hazy gold of a lazy summer
Chorus: