June Afternoon
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Chords in this song
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D-DU-UDU
DIDNT I TELL YOU EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE IN THIS DÉJÀ VU
TRY THE RIVER BOAT THE CAROUSEL, FEED THE PIGEONS BBQ
LOOK AT ALL THE PEOPLE HAPPY FACES ALL AROUND
SMILING THROWING KISSES, BUST MAKING LAZY SOUNDS
ITS A BRIGHT JUNE AFTERNOON IT NEVER GETS DARK
WAH WAH HERE COMES THE SUN
GET YOUR GREEN GREEN TAMBOURINE LETS PLAY IN THE PARK
WAH WAH HERE COMES THE SUN
SOME FOLKS ARE ON BLANKETS SLOWLY DAYDREAMING AN REACHING FOR THEIR FOOD
LETS GO BUY AN ICE CREAM AND A MAGAZINE WITH AN ATTITUDE
AND PUT ON A CASSETTE, WE CAN PRETEND THAT YOURE A STAR
COS LIFES SO VERY SIMPLE JUST LIKE LA LA LA
ITS A BRIGHT JUNE AFTERNOON IT NEVER GETS DARK
WAH WAH HERE COMES THE SUN
GET YOUR GREEN GREEN TAMBOURINE LETS PLAY IN THE PARK
WAH WAH HERE COMES THE SUN
THERES A PAINTER PAINTING HIS MASTERPIECE
THERES SOME SQUIRRELS JUMPING IN THE TREES
THERES A WIDE-EYED BOY WITH A RED BALLOON
ALL MY LIFE IVE LONGED FOR THIS AFTERNOON
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Readable chord sheet for June Afternoon by Roxette
D[G]IDNT I TELL YOU EVERYTHING IS P[C]OSSIBLE I[D]N THIS D&Eacu[G]te;JÀ VU T[G]RY THE RIVER BOAT THE CAROUS[C]EL, FEED THE [D]PIGEONS BB[G]Q L[Em]OOK AT ALL THE P[C]EOPLE HAPPY F[G]ACES ALL AR[D]OUND S[Em]MILING THROWING K[C]ISSES, BUST M[G]AKING LAZY S[D]OUNDS ITS A BRI[A]GHT JUNE AFTERN[E]OON IT NEVER GETS D[A]ARK WAH WAH H[D]ERE COMES THE S[E]UN GET YOUR GR[A]EEN GREEN TAMBOUR[E]INE LETS PLAY IN THE P[A]ARK WAH WAH H[D]ERE COMES THE S[E]UN S[G]OME FOLKS ARE ON BLANKETS SLOWLY D[C]AYDREAMING AN R[D]EACHING FOR THEIR F[G]OOD L[G]ETS GO BUY AN ICE CREAM AND A M[C]AGAZINE W[D]ITH AN ATTIT[G]UDE AND P[Em]UT ON A CASS[C]ETTE, WE CAN PRET[G]END THAT YOURE A ST[D]AR COS L[Em]IFES SO VERY S[C]IMPLE J[G]UST LIKE LA LA L[D]A ITS A B[A]RIGHT JUNE AFTERNO[E]ON IT NEVER GETS D[A]ARK WAH WAH H[D]ERE COMES THE S[E]UN GET YOUR GR[A]EEN GREEN TAMBOURINE LETS P[E]LAY IN THE P[A]ARK WAH WAH H[D]ERE COMES THE S[E]UN THERES A P[C]AINTER PAINTING HIS M[Em]ASTERPIECE THERES SOME SQU[Am]IRRELS JUMPING [Em]IN THE TREES THERES A W[C]IDE-EYED BOY WITH A R[Em]ED BALLOON ALL MY L[G]IFE IVE LONGED FOR THIS [Am]AFTERNOON