E - A - B7 - E E - A - B7 - E
E Am D
1. From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar,
G D
when the dawn begins to crack,
C D
G D G
D
it's all part of my autumn
almanac.
Am D
Breeze blows leaves of a
musty-coloured yellow,
G D
so I sweep them in my sack.
C D
G D G D
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn
almanac.
E - A - B7 E - A - B7 E
Friday evenings, peo…..ple get
together, hi….ding from the weather.
C#m G# E
Tea and toasted, buttered
currant buns
F# A
can't compensate for lack of
sun,
G#
because the summer's all gone.
Am D - G D
Lala la la la, lala
lalalalalala, oh, my poor rheumatic
back,
C D
G D G D
yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn
almanac.
Am D - G D
la la la, lala lalalalalala, oh, my autumn almanac,
C D
G D G D ~
yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn
almanac.
G D
- C G
3. I like my football on a
Saturday,
D - C G
roast beef on Sundays, all right.
D - C G
I go to
D - C G
sit in the autumn sunlight.
Gm - Bb D#
This is my street, and I'm never gonna to leave it,
F
Bb - Dm G#
G7
and I'm always gonna stay
here if I live to be
ninety-nine.
C - Cm
G - E
'Cause all the people I
meet seem to come from my street,
A - B7 Em B7
and I can't get away, because it's calling me, “Come on home!”
Em A
Hear it calling me, “Come on
home!”
Am D - G D
Lala la la la, lala
lalalalalala, oh, my autumn
Armagnac,
C D
G D G D
yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
Am D - G D
La la la, lala lalalalalala, oh, my autumn almanac,
C D
C D G
D G D
- C - D - G
yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes !
C D G
Bop-bop-bopm-bop, whoa!
C D G
Bop-bop-bopm-bop, whoa!
C D G
Bop-bop-bopm-bop, whoa! ….
(orig. = capo 2nd) (The
Kinks)