Can't Remember Summer
Shawn MullinsVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
x2
There's a factory standing empty
Where we built your Chevrolet
And we sent our kids to college on a 40 hour wage
But now the windows all are broken
There's graffiti on the walls
And the kids came home from college
Took a job down at the mall
And the winter is getting longer
And this town is frozen numb
And I can't remember summer
It feels like spring may never come
There's a half-full whiskey bottle
On the table by my bed
There's a hollow in the pillow
Where she used to lay her head
And all the dreams
And all the memories
Faded pictures and crooked frames
Hang in silence down the hallway
In the chill of what remains
Now the winter is getting colder
And my heart is frozen numb
And I can't remember summer
It feels like spring may never come
Shades of hopeless on the faces
Of the souls who stand in line
And holy Jesus hangs on crosses
And I hear Mother Mary crying
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Soon it all will disappear
Buried under the snows of winter
Just like we all were never here
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Readable chord sheet for Can't Remember Summer by Shawn Mullins
[Am] [C] [G] [Fmaj7] x2 There's a [Am]factory standing [C]empty Where we [G]built your Chevro[Fmaj7]let And we [Am]sent our kids to [C]college on a [G]40 hour [Fmaj7]wage But now the [Am]windows all are [C]broken There's [G]graffiti on the [Fmaj7]walls And the [Am]kids came home from [C]college Took a [G]job down at the [Fmaj7]mall And the [G]winter is getting [Am]longer And this [C]town is frozen [G]numb And I [Dm]can't remember [Am]summer It feels like [G]spring may never [Fmaj7]come There's a half-full whiskey bottle On the table by my bed There's a hollow in the pillow Where she used to lay her head And all the dreams And all the memories Faded pictures and crooked frames Hang in silence down the hallway In the chill of what remains Now the winter is getting colder And my heart is frozen numb And I can't remember summer It feels like spring may never come Shades of hopeless on the faces Of the souls who stand in line And holy Jesus hangs on crosses And I hear Mother Mary crying Hallelujah, hallelujah! Soon it all will disappear Buried under the snows of winter Just like we all were never here