Out Of Summertime

C It's the Duquoin, Illinois county fair F C I could still see you standing there like a dream Flatbed stage on a little dirt track She was second row, her hair pulled back F C We were young and free 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 F (let ring) C But we ran out of summertiiiiiime C Spent a few weeks out on a lake shore beach F C Carved our names high as we could reach on an old wooden pier We made plans we planned to keep F C 300 miles from her to me and her senior year G Oh, she could've been mine F (let ring, then build to chorous with single strums) But 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 F C She's the one that keeps me awake at night And I've never seen days go by so fast A little more sand falling through the glass F C She was hot as July and sweet as sunshine G Oh, she could've been mine F C But we ran out of summertiiiiiime C If the days had only stayed that long F And those autumn leaves didn't have to fall C Oh, we'd have fell in love 'Cause what we felt on that Ferris wheel F Was just too right and just too real C But just not long enough G Oh, she could've been mine F let ring, then build to chorous with single strums But we ran out of summertime C And of all the things I let get away F C She's the one that keeps me awake at night And I've never seen days go by so fast A little more sand falling through the glass F C She was hot as July, sweet as sunshine G Oh, she could've been mine F C But we ran out of summertiiiiime C very clean picking for this section And of all the things I let get away F C She's the one that keeps me awake at night And I've never seen days go by so fast A little more sand falling through the glass F C sweet as sunshine C back to half and half And of all the things I let get away F C She's the one that keeps me awake at night And I've never seen days go by so fast A little more sand falling through the glass F C She was hot as July, sweet as sunshine G Oh, she could've been mine F But we ran out of summertime C