That Summer (ver. 3)

transcribed by: Alex Legere 
 
Capo 2nd fret 
 
(I'm tabbing this based on the Live Version) 
 
  
                            G  
I went to work for her that summer 
                          Em  
A teenage kid so far from home 
                       C      
She was a lonely widow woman 
                            D  
Hell-bent to make it on her own 
                              G 
We were a thousand miles from nowhere  
                               Em 
Wheat fields as far as I could see  
                                 C 
Both needing something from each other  
                                D    Gsus2  G 
Not knowing yet what that might be  
 
'Til she came to me one evening  
Hot cup of coffee and a smile  
In a dress that I was certain  
She hadn't worn in quite a while  
There was a difference in her laughter  
There was a softness in her eyes  
And on the air there was a hunger  
Even a boy could recognize  
 

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G                          D    C 
She had a need to feel the thun-der 
                                G    
To chase the lightning from the skies 
                              C  
To watch a storm with all its wonder  
                       D  
Written in her lover's eyes 
                            Em        D  C 
She had to ride the heat of passion  
                     G 
Like a comet burning bright 
                        C 
Rushing headlong in the wind 
                           D 
Now where only dreams have been  
                         G       Gsus2 G 
Burning both ends of the night 
  
 
That summer wind was all around me  
Nothing between us but the night  
When I told her that I'd never  
She softly whispered that's alright  
And then I watched her hands of leather  
Turn to velvet in a touch  
There's never been a summer  
When I have ever learned so much  
 
 
During Solo: 
 
G - C - D - Gsus2 - G 
 
 
I often think about that summer  
The sweat, the moonlight and the lace  
And I have rarely held another  
When I haven't seen her face  
And every time I pass a wheat field  
And watch it dancing with the wind  
Although I know it isn't real  
I just can't help but feel  
Her hungry arms again