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[Verse]
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There is a road that meets the road that goes to my house
A B E
and how the green grows there.
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And we got special boots that beat the path to my house
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and it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there.
[Verse]
A B E D
And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian
A B E
and he was gunshot running gin
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and how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
A B E
and how he held'em, how held'em, held'em in.
[Pre-Chorus]
F#m E
And the water rolls down the drain.
F#m E
The water rolls down the drain.
D
O what a lonely thing!
E
In a lonely drain!
[Chorus]
A D E E7
July, July, July
A D E
never seamed so strange
A D E E7
July, July, July
A D E E7 A D E E7
never seamed so, never seamed so strange.
[Verse]
A B E D
This is the story of the road that goes to my house
A B E
and what ghosts do there remain.
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And all the troughs that run the length and breadth of my house
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and the chickens, how they rattle chicken chains.
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A B E D
And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient,
A B E
though the specifics might be vague.
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And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta
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when in fact it was a nappy bluish gray.
[Pre-Chorus]
F#m E
And the water rolls down the drain.
F#m E
The blood rolls down the drain.
D
O what a lonely thing!
E
In a blood red drain!
[Chorus]
A D E E7
July, July, July
A D E
never seamed so strange
A D E E7
July, July, July
A D E E7 A D E
never seamed so, never seamed so strange
E7 A D E
It never seemed so strange
E7 A D E
It never seemed so strange
E7 A D E E7 A D E E7
It never seemed so straaaaaaaaaaaaange
