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Up on Gotland whistling(?) girls that should have left us long ago

Watching the hungry nights eat the days and people saying fools you better go

But we stayed a while and fought the nights and drank the clock around,

The year Lars-Gunnar and me rode the summer down

(up ½ measure chords: )

We were stealing anything we could to keep us warm

We got down drinking with alcohol we found in some old barn

We thought we were harder than the rocks we slept on so we stood our ground

The year Lars-Gunnar and me rode the summer down

(up 1 measure chords: )

Belly is empty, we shared the same old piece of frozen bread

Robbed a squirrel and then we killed an alien, God knows he’s better dead

Lord, did I see hell that Gotland winter (??) nearly froze our bones to the ground

The year Lars-Gunnar and me rode the summer down

The year Lars-Gunnar and me rode the summer down...