Capo 2
[VERSE]
[A]It's too[E] hot to sleep.
[A]Let's ga[E]ther 'round the fan.
[A]We can't [E]do nothin' bout the heat,
[A]so let's just[E] do what we can [D]
[CHORUS]
[D]and everyt[E]hing 'll be just fine. [D]
[D]Just dream of the Lofty Pines. [A]
[VERSE]
[A]Well, I d[E]reamed of the Lofty Pines-
[A]at least [E]what I thought they were-
[A]standing [E]in the forest after nighttime,
[A]swaying so cool and[E] sure. [D]
[CHORUS]
[D]Sure had never bee[E]n so wrong; [D]
[D]sure like the title of the perfec[A]t song.
[VERSE]
[A]Now for the spectac[E]ular part.
[A]Just then, a pack o[E]f matches fell:
[A]a logo of a tree in[E] a heart.
[A]They're from the Lofty Pi[E]nes Motel.[D]
[CHORUS]
[D]All the while our dreams were ou[E]r own.[D]
[D]All the while that didn't mean all alone.[A]
[VERSE]
[A]Well, I [E]gave the editor my pitch:
[A]a series[E] on our cultural wealth,
[A]about th[E]e "error of catalogues and lists."
[A]I call it "Why We Fi[E]ght...Ourselves,"[D]
[CHORUS]
[D]If only we had noth[E]ing to say. [D]
[D]If only we'd done nothing that day. [A]
[VERSE]
[A]"Je suis nee p[E]our la chaleur,"
[A]she said, in h[E]er Manhattan French.
[A]"On ne peut ri[E]en faire de la chaleur,"
[A]We'll just have to [E]take that chance. [D]
[CHORUS]
[D]We've got world enoug[E]h and time, [D]
[D]dreaming of the Lofty Pine[A]s.
[OUTRO]
[A]Pines, pines, I dre[E]am of the lofty pines……
[VERSE]
[A]It's too[E] hot to sleep.
[A]Let's ga[E]ther 'round the fan.
[A]We can't [E]do nothin' bout the heat,
[A]so let's just[E] do what we can [D]
[CHORUS]
[D]and everyt[E]hing 'll be just fine. [D]
[D]Just dream of the Lofty Pines. [A]
[VERSE]
[A]Well, I d[E]reamed of the Lofty Pines-
[A]at least [E]what I thought they were-
[A]standing [E]in the forest after nighttime,
[A]swaying so cool and[E] sure. [D]
[CHORUS]
[D]Sure had never bee[E]n so wrong; [D]
[D]sure like the title of the perfec[A]t song.
[VERSE]
[A]Now for the spectac[E]ular part.
[A]Just then, a pack o[E]f matches fell:
[A]a logo of a tree in[E] a heart.
[A]They're from the Lofty Pi[E]nes Motel.[D]
[CHORUS]
[D]All the while our dreams were ou[E]r own.[D]
[D]All the while that didn't mean all alone.[A]
[VERSE]
[A]Well, I [E]gave the editor my pitch:
[A]a series[E] on our cultural wealth,
[A]about th[E]e "error of catalogues and lists."
[A]I call it "Why We Fi[E]ght...Ourselves,"[D]
[CHORUS]
[D]If only we had noth[E]ing to say. [D]
[D]If only we'd done nothing that day. [A]
[VERSE]
[A]"Je suis nee p[E]our la chaleur,"
[A]she said, in h[E]er Manhattan French.
[A]"On ne peut ri[E]en faire de la chaleur,"
[A]We'll just have to [E]take that chance. [D]
[CHORUS]
[D]We've got world enoug[E]h and time, [D]
[D]dreaming of the Lofty Pine[A]s.
[OUTRO]
[A]Pines, pines, I dre[E]am of the lofty pines……
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