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Am C E E7 Amcrushing strawberries one by one
Am Cwatching the juice drip down
E E7 Amtwo and a half months ahead of schedule
Am Cthe leaves on the trees are turning brown
E E7 Amwe got ready for winter , as the sun rose up in the sky
Dm Am E Am there was something almost soothing in the hard to define
Dm Am E note of terror in your eye
AmAm C E E7 Amwatching the strawberries lose their shape
Am C as the wind blew threw the elm tree
E E7 Amthe wind was far too cold for the middle of april
Am Cand you reached out your hand to me
E E7 Amit was good to feel your hand in mine
Dm Amit was good to know you felt the pull too
E Ami scooped up a palmfull of strawberry pulp
Dm Amand smeared it all over you
E Amthe wild strawberries drove me on , as i lapped them up off of your skin
Dm Am E Amand i could feel your basal body temperature rise as the cold came in
Dm Am E Amhey hey
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