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Capo on second fret and these are the four chords played throughout this lovely song
FLiGkeAm thFis: In the Fmiddle of the Gsummer on the Amwest coast of SFweden WeF had sanGdwiches in our bAmags waiting to be eaFten On Fthose fallen Gtrees sun was Amdrifting through the Fleaves AndF you had led Gme to the biggAmest lake that I'd ever Fseen, and
All of the punks in Camden could never shout about it, and All of the hipsters in Shoreditch could never style it, and All of the bankers in Moorgate could never buy it for you This is simple, and it's true So let's go swimming this afternoon The water here is so clear I can see all the way to the bottom And it's so strange -- in winter, all this will be frozen solid I tell you it feels new to go swimming somewhere nothing can eat you, and All of the punks in Camden could never shout about it, and All of the hipsters in Shoreditch could never style it, and All of the bankers in Moorgate could never buy it for you This is simple, and it's true So let's go swimming this afternoon And down by the ocean I learned to give in As we fall through the waves I know that this is it The start of May on the central coast of Queensland In a little cove where pandanus lines the sand The water's so salty, if we stay in too long we'll get thirsty But there's beer in the Esky All of the punks in Camden could never shout about it, and All of the hipsters in Shoreditch could never style it, and All of the bankers in Moorgate could never buy it for you This is simple, and it's true So let's go swimming this afternoon