Winter

Sweet
Kenny Wheeler
 = 40

     
F  
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B♭m  E♭ 
A A♭ E B♭m  E♭  A♭ D
 
 / 
                    
       
We walk in si lence through the grow ing dark to wards the pound ing of the sea. And once a

G
 G C/G
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A♭
 G 
D m   Cm Bm
              
       
gain this place will make it's mark. I know I'm where I want to be. Though there's

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B E  A/E E  Am D  G m C  F Em
     
               
no more sun and the birds have flown, they've gone in search of sum mer, we can

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A  D/A A  Dm G  Cm F  B♭ Falt

         
              
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walk the fields and be quite a lone, for here e ven the win ter's sweet. The sigh and

   
C B♭m / E♭  A♭ E B♭m  E♭  A♭ D  
         
         
   
 
sounds of ev 'ry wak ing hour, the smell of wood smoke on the air and like the

 G
G C/G
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A♭
 G 
D m   G m
 A    
                 
    
  
beau ty of the win ter flow'r, such sweet sur prise each time it's there And I am stan ding

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Dm G  Fm B♭ E♭ Aalt
    
D/E♭
           
   
 
here with you out in the win ter rain that sweeps a cross the skies and blinds my

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A♭ G   F♯m B  E ( Falt )
     
To Coda

      
eyes and fills my mind with wind blown ma gic

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 E E♭

  
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