Gordon Bok - A tune for november

When the wind backs a^Around To the ^Bnorth in Novem^Eber ^F#m Wild geese go a-ganging out to ^Bsea There's ^Esnow on the wind And it's ^Aever been the ^Esame That ^Anorth wind don't even know my ^Bname That ^Anorth wind don't even know my ^Ename ^{A E}

Long time a^Ago I had a ^Bpretty little girl ^E She had ^Apretty ways and ^F#m7silver in her ^Btongue But that ^Ewinter wind come ^F#mprowling a^Eround That ^Apretty girl did ^Ego She ^Afound a man whose house was snug and ^Bwarm A ^Aman whose house was warm in the wind and ^Esnow ^A

When the ^Ewind backs a^Around To the ^Bnorth in Novem^Eber ^F#m Wild geese go a-ganging out to ^Bsea There's ^Esnow on the wind And it's ^Aever been the ^Esame That ^Anorth wind don't even know my ^Bname That ^Anorth wind don't even know my ^Ename ^B

^ENow the days come '^Around I've got a^Bnother kind of ^Ewoman ^F#m She's ^Agot no teasing ^F#m7eyes and her tongue is ^Bstill And she ^Elikes the ^F#msnowflakes ^Efalling She ^Adoesn't mind the ^Erain She ^Aknows what's in her heart like she knows her ^Bname She ^Aknows what's in her heart like she knows her ^Ename

I'll ^Ebuild her a ^Ahouse Of the ^Bwinds of Novem^Eber ^AShingled with the ^F#m7sun along the ^Bshore With the ^Ewind for her blanket The ^Arain will be her ^Edoor The ^Apine for her pillow and her ^Bfloor The ^Apine for her pillow and her ^Efloor