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Tuning: E A D G B E
BmGood God, is it NoF#mvember? EmThe leaves burn auburn Bmred GThe Asheville skies and tiDmber F#Are holding on to it
BmBut I cannot remeF#mmber EmThat fleeting hopeful sBmong GThat rose of our SepteDmber F#My word, what have we done?
GI'd love nothing more than to cover my fEace AForget who I F#am and gBmet out of this place GPretend to be somebody other than Dme F#And go on living that way
Till Bmall the dAreams that DI had in mGind Come bBmack to mAe by next yeDar this tiGme ATell me whatever became of what F#I left beBmhind
During Solo : Bm F#m Em Bm G D F#
BmCould hope have sprung etF#mernal EmOn darkened, dreary roBmads? GThe heart that beats noctuDrnal F#Knows not where it goes
BmWe listen for the sigF#mnal EmTo raise the dirt agBmain GOur livelihood is eqDual F#To the air that breathes us in
GI'd welcome you home just to turn you awEay AShuffle the caF#rds by the ligBmht of the day GPretend that the worst of it got left behDind F#And go on living that way
BmTill all the dreAams we leDft in our wGake BmCome back to mAe as the jDoy we forsGake ATell me whatever is burning theF# fires we Bmmade
[Outro]: Bm F#m Em Bm G D F# G E A F# Bm G D F# Bm A D G E A F# Bm Am G D