September (CHORDS) by Corb Lund
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Stay with me through September
Summer didn’t last
~C ~G
And there ain’t nobody in New York City
~D
Could need you half as bad
~D
Stay with me through September
The nights are gettin’ cold
~C ~G
Old Man Winter’s gonna be here soon
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And the cattle still ain’t sold
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Stay with me through September
Yeah, I know there ain’t much to do
~C ~G
And I guess I did my share of starving in the city
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I was young once too
~Em ~C
I can picture how youre livin’
~Em ~C
In a tiny fourth floor flat
~Em ~C ~G
There’s times that a thousand acres and the Rocky Mountains
~D
Can’t compete with that
Wouooooo
~D
Stay with me through September
I know the flight’s already booked
~C ~G
But I couldn’t let you go and leave it like this
~D
Without giving it a second look
~D
Stay with me through September
I know the pace is kinda slow
~C ~G
And there ain’t much glamour on the old back quarter
~D
Babe, I guess I gotta let you go
~Em ~C
I can picture how youre livin’
~Em ~C
In a tiny fourth floor flat
~Em ~C ~G
There’s times that a thousand acres and the Rocky Mountains
~D
Can’t compete with that
Wouooooo
Stay with me through September
Summer didn’t last
~C ~G
And there ain’t nobody in New York City
~D
Could need you half as bad
~D
Stay with me through September
The nights are gettin’ cold
~C ~G
Old Man Winter’s gonna be here soon
~D
And the cattle still ain’t sold
~D
Stay with me through September
Yeah, I know there ain’t much to do
~C ~G
And I guess I did my share of starving in the city
~D
I was young once too
~Em ~C
I can picture how youre livin’
~Em ~C
In a tiny fourth floor flat
~Em ~C ~G
There’s times that a thousand acres and the Rocky Mountains
~D
Can’t compete with that
Wouooooo
~D
Stay with me through September
I know the flight’s already booked
~C ~G
But I couldn’t let you go and leave it like this
~D
Without giving it a second look
~D
Stay with me through September
I know the pace is kinda slow
~C ~G
And there ain’t much glamour on the old back quarter
~D
Babe, I guess I gotta let you go
~Em ~C
I can picture how youre livin’
~Em ~C
In a tiny fourth floor flat
~Em ~C ~G
There’s times that a thousand acres and the Rocky Mountains
~D
Can’t compete with that
Wouooooo





