Out Of Summertime

{tuning: Standard (EADGBE)}
It's the [C]Duquoin, Illinois county fair
I could still see you standing there  [F] like a drea[C]m

Flatbed stage on a little dirt track

She was second row, her hair pulled back
We were  [F] young and f[C]ree
G            [hit 6th string string once then strum down on "Oh" similar for the F
everytime this part happens]
Oh, she could've been mine
But [F]we ran out of summertiiiii[C]ime

Spent a [C]few weeks out on a lake shore beach
Carved our names high as we could reach  [F] on an old wooden [C]pier

We made plans we planned to keep
300 miles from her to me and her  [F] senior ye[C]ar
[G]Oh, she could've been mine
But [F]we ran out of summertime

       C       [half strum half pick to ge a full sound without losing the twangy feel]
And of all the things I let get away
She's the one that keeps me awake at n[F]ight  [C]

And I've never seen days go by so fast

A little more sand falling through the glass
She was [F]hot as July and sweet as sun[C]shine
[G]Oh, she could've been mine
But [F]we ran out of summertiiii[C]iime

If the [C]days had only stayed that long
And those autumn leaves didn't have to fall  [F]
Oh, we'd have fell in [C]love

'Cause what we felt on that Ferris wheel
Was just too right and just too real   [F]
But just not long en[C]ough

[G]Oh, she could've been mine
    F       [let ring, then build to chorous with single strums]
But we ran out of summertime

And of [C]all the things I let get away
She's the one that keeps me awake at [F]night   [C]

And I've never seen days go by so fast

A little more sand falling through the glass
She was [F]hot as July, sweet as sun[C]shine
[G]Oh, she could've been mine
But [F]we ran out of summertiii[C]iime

       C     [very clean picking for this section]
And of all the things I let get away
She's the one that keeps me awake at [F]night  [C]

And I've never seen days go by so fast

A little more sand falling through the glass
      [F]         sweet as sun[C]shine

       C   [back to half and half]
And of all the things I let get away
She's the one that keeps me awake at [F]night  [C]

And I've never seen days go by so fast

A little more sand falling through the glass
She was [F]hot as July, sweet as sun[C]shine
[G]Oh, she could've been mine
But [F]we ran out of summertime

[C]

-Kahsm