^BbI remember this past ^Bbmaj7winter I ^Ebmaj7told myself to settle down And I s^Cm7eriously tried to do just t^Bbhat ^F

H^Bbere I am with^Bbmaj7 everything So ^Ebmaj7 beautiful and green And I d^Cm7on't believe I've told myself what I m^Fean ^F

M^Dbaybe someday soon I can^Gbmaj7 feel this way year 'ro^Bund But it's ^Ebmaj7summertime And I don't want to stay in this t^Fown, no

I want to^Ebmaj7 sit there in the sand, (sit there in the s^Dm7and) W^Dm7atch those golden t^G7ans go walking^Ebmaj7 by ^Ebmaj7I know it isn't fair (I know it isn't f^Dm7air) '^Dm7Cause you might really c^G7are But it's d^Cm7iff'rent ^Bbmnow, The s^Ebummertime's calling ^Bbme. ^Bbmaj7 ^Ebmaj7 ^Cm7

^BbI don't think I'm ^Bbmaj7ready To dev^Ebmaj7elop a routine When it's ^Cm7cold and snow's on the ground It's a diff'rent s^F7cene.^F

M^Dbaybe someday soon I can^Gbmaj7 feel this way year 'ro^Bund But it's ^Ebmaj7summertime And I don't want to stay in this t^Fown, no

I want to^Ebmaj7 sit there in the sand, (sit there in the s^Dm7and) W^Dm7atch those golden t^G7ans go walking^Ebmaj7 by ^Ebmaj7I know it isn't fair (I know it isn't f^Dm7air) '^Dm7Cause you might really c^G7are But it's d^Cm7iff'rent ^Bb7now, The s^Ebummertime's calling ^Bbme. ^Fm7

I want to^Ebmaj7 sit there in the sand, (sit there in the s^Dm7and) W^Dm7atch those golden t^G7ans go walking^Ebmaj7 by ^Ebmaj7I know it isn't fair (I know it isn't f^Dm7air) '^Dm7Cause you might really c^G7are But it's d^Cm7iff'rent ^Bbnow, The s^Ebummertime's calling ^Bbme. ^Fm7

I want to^Ebmaj7 sit there in the sand, (sit there in the s^Dm7and) W^Dm7atch those golden t^G7ans go walking^Ebmaj7 by ^Ebmaj7I know it isn't fair (I know it isn't f^Dm7air) '^Dm7Cause you might really c^G7are But it's d^Cm7iff'rent ^Bbnow, The s^Ebummertime's calling ^Bbme. ^Fm7- I want to^Ebmaj7 sit there in the sand, - FADE OUT

^AI remember this past ^Amaj7winter I ^Dmaj7told myself to settle down And I s^Bm7eriously tried to do just t^Ahat ^E

H^Aere I am with^Amaj7 everything So ^Dmaj7 beautiful and green And I d^Bm7on't believe I've told myself what I m^Eean ^E

M^Caybe someday soon I can^Fmaj7 feel this way year 'ro^A#und But it's ^Dmaj7summertime And I don't want to stay in this t^Eown, no

I want to^Dmaj7 sit there in the sand, (sit there in the s^C#m7and) W^C#m7atch those golden t^F#7ans go walking^Dmaj7 by ^Dmaj7I know it isn't fair (I know it isn't f^C#m7air) '^C#m7Cause you might really c^F#7are But it's d^Bm7iff'rent ^Amnow, The s^Dummertime's calling ^Ame. ^Amaj7 ^Dmaj7 ^Bm7

^AI don't think I'm ^Amaj7ready To dev^Dmaj7elop a routine When it's ^Bm7cold and snow's on the ground It's a diff'rent s^E7cene.^E

M^Caybe someday soon I can^Fmaj7 feel this way year 'ro^A#und But it's ^Dmaj7summertime And I don't want to stay in this t^Eown, no

I want to^Dmaj7 sit there in the sand, (sit there in the s^C#m7and) W^C#m7atch those golden t^F#7ans go walking^Dmaj7 by ^Dmaj7I know it isn't fair (I know it isn't f^C#m7air) '^C#m7Cause you might really c^F#7are But it's d^Bm7iff'rent ^A7now, The s^Dummertime's calling ^Ame. ^Em7

I want to^Dmaj7 sit there in the sand, (sit there in the s^C#m7and) W^C#m7atch those golden t^F#7ans go walking^Dmaj7 by ^Dmaj7I know it isn't fair (I know it isn't f^C#m7air) '^C#m7Cause you might really c^F#7are But it's d^Bm7iff'rent ^Anow, The s^Dummertime's calling ^Ame. ^Em7

I want to^Dmaj7 sit there in the sand, (sit there in the s^C#m7and) W^C#m7atch those golden t^F#7ans go walking^Dmaj7 by ^Dmaj7I know it isn't fair (I know it isn't f^C#m7air) '^C#m7Cause you might really c^F#7are But it's d^Bm7iff'rent ^Anow, The s^Dummertime's calling ^Ame. ^Em7- I want to^Dmaj7 sit there in the sand, - FADE OUT

The Catalinas - Summertimes calling me