If You Were Coming In The Fall chords by Carla Bruni

Tuning: Standard EADGBe


Chords:

Em: 022000
G:  320003
G7: 320001
Bm: x24432
C:  x32010
C7: x32310
D:  xx0232



Verse

If you were coming in the fall,

I'd brush the summer by
               C7                  D
With half a smile and half a spurn,

                     G7         C7      D
As housewives do a fly.



             G7
If I could see you in a year,


I'd wind the months in balls,
               C7                  D
And put them each in separate drawers,

                     G7        C7       D
Until their time befalls.



Chorus

          Bm
If only centuries delayed,

                Em        C
I'd count them on my hand,

              G                  D
Subtracting till my fingers dropped

                    G
Into Van Diemen's land.


              Bm
If certain, when this life was out,

                 Em            C
That yours and mine should be,

              G               D
I'd toss it yonder like a rind,

             G
And taste eternity.



Outro

G7 - C7 - D



Verse

              G7
But now, all ignorant of the length


Of time's uncertain wing,
               C7                 D
It goads me, like the goblin bee,

                           G7       C7       D
That will not state its sting



Chorus

          Bm
If only centuries delayed,

                Em        C
I'd count them on my hand,

              G                  D
Subtracting till my fingers dropped

                    G
Into Van Diemen's land.


              Bm
If certain, when this life was out,

                 Em            C
That yours and mine should be,

              G               D
I'd toss it yonder like a rind,

             G
And taste eternity.






Please rate thanks!

Lyrics:

If you were coming in the fall,
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn,
As housewives do a fly.

If I could see you in a year,
I'd wind the months in balls,
And put them each in separate drawers,
Until their time befalls.

If only centuries delayed,
I'd count them on my hand,
Subtracting till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen's land.

If certain, when this life was out,
That yours and mine should be,
I'd toss it yonder like a rind,
And taste eternity.

But now, all ignorant of the length
Of time's uncertain wing,
It goads me, like the goblin bee,
That will not state its sting



+++++++++++
| Raileff |
+++++++++++