September Song

	  		
Intro: D  Em  G  A  D  Em  G  A  Em  A  Em  A  Em  A   D 

                        Em             G      A   
The wild geese flew overhead in Pennsylvania 
  D                       Em               G         A 
I thought of a few choice words I ought to send you 
    Em                       A 
You know if I thought it was right 
       Em                 G              A      D 
I'd pretend that you were here with me tonight 


                        Em                      G           A   
The ghost of a frontier lady walked through the tall rooms 
      D           Em                G          A 
Of an old Ontario farmhouse under a full moon 
   Em                     A 
We sat in the kitchen all night 
Em                      A               D 
Drinking good whiskey until the morning light 



        Em                 A 
Did you ever think I would go 
            D   G                    A 
Out on this road you told me I would take 
      D    Em  A  D 
Long ago? 



                        Em                G           A   
On a Roanoke back-road, laughing beside a cold stove 
            D                     Em                  G          A 
We sang for old black Francis and Bessie, songs about true love 
        Em             A 
All the songs I ever knew 
Em                  G                  A  
Came back to me and brought me back to you 


    D                       Em              G        A   
The leaves were turning, we felt the summer passing 
        D                     Em           G        A 
Knowing things were changing, even without asking 
       Em                  A 
Like a photograph faded in time 
     Em                A                   D 
In a cabin lost in the Blue Ridge mountain pines 


Instrumental: Em  A  Em  A  Em  A  D     


                    Em              G     A   
The wind is blowing cold across the bay 
    D             Em            G    A 
And Massachusetts seems so far away 
         Em           A 
From the California tides 
    Em                G               A  
The rolling hills and roads I used to ride 


        D              Em              G      A   
I'll be leaving in the morning, seeing faces 
   D                 Em                G       A 
Of friends I leave behind in all these places 
    Em                A 
And though I'm coming home 
    Em                     A           D 
I'm not coming back to California all alone 


 
    Em                  A 
You always knew I would go 
    D                G              A 
Out on this road you took yourself once 
         D   
So long ago