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"Gypsy Wind" by Dan Fogelberg

Intro: G(add D)  Gmaj7  G6  F  C  G

The starting riff (also used at the end of each 2nd line in verses below):

  G                Gmaj7            G6                 
E 3---------------|2---------------|0---2-0---X-----|----------------|
B 3---------------|3---------------|3---------3---0-|----------------|
G 0---------------|0---------------|----------------|----------------|
D 0---------------|0---------------|----------------|----------------|
A 2---------------|2---------------|2-------------2-|----------------|
E 3---------------|3---------------|3-------------3-|----------------|
  /                /                /   /   /   /    /                   

  D                D7
I still recall the place

     D                 D7         G             Gmaj7   G6
When I first felt your gypsy wind playing on my face

     D                   D7 
That summer's long since gone

    D                D7                  G  Gmaj7   G6
But gypsy winds have ways of staying on


Voices from our past
Still insist on arguing that love will never last
And though our hearts may turn
It's only when you listen that you learn

(CHORUS)

      Dm  
And I wonder at the way the strands of love meander 

            C         
Through our thoughts of distant days

    Dm
The blood of passion plays burns our thirsty souls

           C                Am7
And chases reason far away, far away

    D                D7        D                  D7           G     Gmaj7  G6
And still your gypsy wind will soothe my soul and call me back again


Growing wise with age
We come to see the printing through the pictures on the page
Though something's always lost
The pain is always tempered by the cost

(CHORUS)