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^Em7It's late De-cem-ber and the New Year's nev-er^Dmaj7 com-ing, time pass-e^Em7s slow-ly in a two-room walk-up fl^Dmaj7at, The sun is s^Bmilent there's a cold rain's gonn^F#7a come on, No one to t^Galk to but my l^Aady's yellow ca^Dt.

Raindrops f^Em7alling on the flowers in the^Dmaj7 window box, Plastic r^Em7oses that I planted yest^Dmaj7erday. I didn't t^Bmhink they'd die so soon but they're al^F#7l withered now, Seems like ^Geverything ^AI touch turns out that ^Dway.

Chorus

Well, I g^F#7uess I'll just go walking, The c^Bmat's no Good for ta^Bm/Alking to, He d^E7on't know what I'm saying Em A C A / And the rain is always playing on my mind, on my mind.

Street lights drifting through the blinds that cover window panes blending softy with the bare lights overhead. Then together they run swiftly through my memory An eerie image in a strange and empty bed. The wind is whippin' up the papers in the street below I got some books to read but it seems they've all been read Clouds are crowded in a misty drifting sky above I wish to hell I could remember what I said. Repeat Chorus One crystal wine glass on a table filled with scarlet stains Stands alone and empty where there once were two The jug is silent on the table by a broken plate The wine is gone, my lady, and so, my love, are you.

Well, I g^F#7uess I'll just go walking, The c^Bmat's no Good for t^Bm/Aalking to, He d^E7on't know what I'm saying And the r^Emain is always playing on m^Ay mind, on m^Cy mind, on m^Ay mind ^C

John Denver - Yellow cat