Paul Simon

^G I hear the ^C drizzle of the ^G rain_ ^Am Like a ^Em memo ^C ry it ^Bm7 falls
^G Soft and ^Bm warm con ^G tinu ^C ing_ ^Am Tapping ^Em on my ^D roof and ^G walls ^{C G
G} And from the ^C shelter of my ^G mind_ ^Am Through the ^Em window ^C of my ^Bm7 eyes
^G I gaze be ^Bm yond the ^G rain drenched ^C streets_ ^Am To England ^Em where my ^D heart ^G lies ^{C G
G} My mind's dis ^C tracted and ^G diffused_ ^Am My ^Em thoughts are many ^C miles a ^Bm7 way
^G They lie with ^Bm you when ^G you're a ^C sleep_ ^Am And kiss you ^Em when you ^D start your ^G day ^C
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G And a song I was ^C writing is left ^G undone_ ^Am I don't know ^Em why I ^C spent the ^Bm7 time
^G Writing ^Bm song I ^G can't be ^C lieve_ ^Am With words that ^Em tear and ^D strain to ^G rhyme ^{C G
G} And so you ^C see I have come to ^G doubt_ ^Am All that ^Em I once ^C held as ^Bm7 true
^G I stand a ^Bm lone with ^G out be ^C liefs_ ^Am The only ^Em truth I ^D know is ^G you ^{C G
G} And as I ^C watch the drops of ^G rain ^Am weave their ^Em weary ^C paths and ^Bm7 die
^G I know that ^Bm I am ^G like the ^C rain_ ^Am There but for the ^Em grace of ^D you go ^G I. ^{C G}