Sticky Summer Weather

Words & Music by John Denver
from Take Me To Tomorrow (1970)


Tune Down 1 tone

Am        /            D           /

               Am             D                    G
1            Sticky sum-mer   wea-ther al-ways    pains me
2       Then a-gain I can't stand the thought of  win-ter
3 Seems like twenty years  a-go     it was spring-time

                 Am               D                G
1 It's  like    living beneath a blanket I can't breathe
2 Aint got a   fire,  there's no-body  to keep me warm
3 The rain was sweet,   the      wind was cool and clean

                 C                D                    G
1            The days are like an ov-en, the nights forev-er
2 The night is grey, and my      coff-ee  tastes  so   bit-ter
3    I   had  a  girl, she was  a la-dy  I  could     talk  to

         C            D                  G
1       Nothing to do, not much else to see
2 My    memories  go ragin,   like  a  storm
3      Now its almost like she'd never been

Bridge

            A                     D
Ive been a long time lookin' for rainbows
  G                A        D          C       /   G    /
Trying' to find a way to believe in tomorrow

             Am               D            G
There was a time I think when I remember dreaming
             Am    D                G
There was a reason I can't find it now
        C               D                 G
As I recall, It almost made my life worth livin'
            Am              D               G
It must be hiding like the sun behind the clouds

             A                     D
I've been a long time lookin' for rainbows
  G                A        D          C     /  G  /
Trying' to find a way to believe in tomorrow

  Am            D                G
Sticky sum-mer weath-er al-ways pains me
           Am                D               G
It's like living beneath a blanket I can't breathe
     C               D                    G
The days are like an ov-en, the nights for-ev-er
 Am             D                G
Nothing to do, not much else to see

                A                     D          Dsus4  D  Dsus4
I'm spending a long time looking for rain - bows

D  Dsus4  D  Dsus4


Copyright 1970, 1971 Cherry Lane Music