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VERSE 1:
Ait's november and Ehis life is bleak tAhere's nothing going Don Ahe plays his instrEument and marks tAhe days off as they drDag on
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Ahis hair is in recEession and Aso is the econDomy Ahe spends a lot ofE time in bed and Ahis body need an MDOT
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Ahis happiness insideE is in decline bAut only for nDow, cause.. E7 the festival season puts back in what the winter months, the winter months take ou.. A, Bm, D, A,
A, E, D, A, VERSE 2:
Ait's february now Eand it's cold insAide so he frequents thDe pub Awhen he talks of hEis summer plans iAt's then that he's feeDling good
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Amonths under grey Eengland skies havAe turned his skin milkD-white Abut in that time hEe's learned some Asongs to sing at the cDampfire side
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Ahis happiness insiEde is in decline Abut only for noDw, 'cause... E7 the festival season puts back in what the winter months, the winter months take out.. A, Bm, D, A,
A, E, D, A, VERSE 3: it's May time the festivals are here, he's setting up his tent a 6-man suede expensive thing that cost him half his rent his happiness inside is on the rise and he sings out aloudÂ… the festival season puts back in what the winter months, the winter months take out.. Bm, A, D, A his tent is set up and all his friends are there Bm, A, D, A the sun is shining and he's sitting in his camp-fire chair Bm, A, D, A a cup of plum wine and he's listening to his favourite band Bm, A, D, A he smiles to himself 'cause this is better then he ever could have plannedÂ…
E7the festival season will put back in what the winter months take out.. A, Bm, A, E, D, A,