Long Afternoons     Paul Siebel

(G)(G7)(C)  (Em)(G)(C)
Once I knew a (G)woman,
And she (F)loved only (C)me. (G)(G7)(C)
Ah, she knew how to (G)touch me,
Oh, and (F)how to turn to (C)me. (G)(G7)(C)
She knew how to kiss,
And she (Dm)knew just what to (C)whisper. (G)(G7)(C)
No need to ex(Dm)plain
How I (F)felt a(C)bout her. (G)(G7)(C)

Her hair it was (G)brown,
So soft (F)brown in the (C)sun. (G)(G7)(C)
I could blow it a(G)way,
When she (F)took it down un(C)done. (G)(G7)(C)
So fresh, light  and clean,
like the (Dm)snow on a (C)flower. (G)(G7)(C)
No need to ex(Dm)plain
The way I still (F)feel a(C)bout her. (G)(G7)(C)
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Oh, her ribbons and (G)lace
We (F)shared in her (C)room. (G)(G7)(C)
I remember them (G)well
On those (F)long after(C)noons. (G)(G7)(C)
Her words falling softly,
Like a (Dm)warm summer (C)shower. (G)(G7)(C)
No need to ex(Dm)plain
The way I (F)feel a(C)bout her. (G)(G7)(C)
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Soon the hay fields will (G)ripen,
Soon the (F)berries will (C)show, (G)(G7)(C)
And they will fade into (G)autumn
And lie (F)under the (C)snow. (G)(G7)(C)
Some years among many
Give us so (Dm)much to re(C)member. (G)(G7)(C)
There´s no need to ex(Dm)plain
The way I (F)feel a(C)bout her. (G)(G7)(C)
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The way Jerry Jeff Walker plays it.

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