autumn almanac

chords
D#m      A#m/D     E/G     C/G     Em/B    C7/Bb    Dm/F   B/A    C#/G#  C#/E#
2        1         0       #       3       3        1      #      #      #
4        3         0       1       5       5        3      4      6      6
3        3         4       0       4       3        2      4      6      6
1        0         2       2       #       #        #      4      6      6
#        #         #       #       #       #        #      0      #      8
#        #         4       3       #       #        1      #      4      #

intro
F#  B  C#  F#
F#  B  C#  F#

            Bm                        E                 A
(1)From the dew soaked hedge creeps a crawly catapillar
(2)La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la-la-la
(3)La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la-la-la

         E                       D                   A      E
When the dawn begins to crack,    its all part of my autumn almanac
ohh!  my poor rheumatic back   Yes, yes, yes, its my autumn almanac
ohh!  my autumn almanac        Yes, yes, yes, its my autumn almanac

Bm                       E                     A
Breeze blows leaves of a musty coloured yellow
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la-la-la
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la-la-la

         E                      D                    A      E
So I sweep them in my sack,    Yes, yes, yes, its my autumn almanac
ohh!  my autumn almanac        Yes, yes, yes, its my autumn almanac
ohh!  my autumn almanac        Yes, yes, yes, its my autumn almanac

(/1X)
F#m            F#   B  C#     F#       B  C#         F#
Friday evening people  get together, hiding from the weather

D#m     A#/D                          F#         G#                        B
Tea and toasted buttered currant buns      Can't compensate for lack of sun

            A#7               (back to/verse 2)
because the summer's all gone

(/2X)
E   E7

A         E/A      D/A  A         A         E/A      D/A  A
I like my football on a Saturday, roast beef on Sunday's alright
A         E/A      D/A   A/E      A         E/G#     D    A
I go to Blackpool for my holidays, sit in the open sunlight
Am                C/G                 F
This is my street and I'm never gonna leave it
G        G/F         C         Em/B            C7/Bb
And I'm always gonna stay here if I live to be ninety-nine
A           A/G           D/F#
Cos all the people I meet
Dm/F                 A
seem to come from my street
F#7                  B/A
And I can't get away,
C#/G#                    F#m     C#/E#
because it's calling me (come on home)
 A/E     B
(come on home)

outro
D E A