This is 'Part One' of the weather report suite, I am currently doing the prelude and II: let it grow... will put them on when I'm finished. Feel free to leave welcome. (Can be used for acoustic outtake version too)

^EWinter rain, now tell me ^C#mwhy, ^C#mSummers fade,^D and roses die. ^DThe answer ^C#m7came, the wind and rain^F#m.

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^EGolden hills, now veiled in ^C#mgrey, ^C#mSummer leaves^D have blown away. ^DNow what re^C#m7mains? The wind and rain^F#m.

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^E7And like a desert ^C#spring, ^AMy lover comes and s^Gpreads her wings. ^DKnowing, like a ^Gsong that's born to soar the sky, ^DFlowing, flowing '^Gtil the waters all are dry, ^DGrowing, the ^Cloving in her eyes.

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^ACircle ^Esongs and sands of t^C#mime, ^C#mSeasons will end^D in tumbled rhyme, ^DAnd little ^C#m7change, the wind and rain^F#m.

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^E7And like a desert ^C#spring, ^AMy lover comes and ^Gspreads her wings. ^DKnowing, like a ^Gsong that's born to soar the sky, ^DFlowing, flowing '^Gtil the rivers all are dry, ^DGrowing, the ^Cloving in her eyes.

^BWinter gray and falling ^Erain, ^BWe'll see summer come ^Eagain, ^BDarkness falls and seasons c^Ehange, (gonna happen every time) ^BSame old friends the wind and ^Erain, (we'll see summer by and by) ^BWinter gray and falling ^Erain, (summers roses die) ^BWe'll see summer come a^Egain, ^ELike a song that's born to soar the sky.

A D C E(Hold) (Let it Grow)

Grateful Dead - Weather report suite part i