When his best friend was about to move to the coun­try Paul wrote a lit­tle song in D‑major. They played it togeth­er at the famous Jugend­stil venue Mathilda’s Height with just gui­tar and oca­ri­na, to no one but them­selves. That was a long time ago!

It real­ly was a small song: It had only one verse and a cho­rus, and a repet­i­tive D‑major gui­tar pat­tern in typ­i­cal 60s camp­fire style.

It still has that, but I added anoth­er verse and lots of la-di-da’s and still-I-don’t‑know’s.
So I guess now it’s … well, long, don’t you think?

In The Dead Of Winter – Lyrics

I thought you and I could make it
for a thou­sand miles and more
It didn’t even take us to the door
I thought you didn’t mean it
When you said you had to go
And if you did I thought
There would be too much snow

You left me in the dead of winter
You said to be where you belong
You left me in the dead of winter
Still I don’t know
Where you came from

I thought you and I could make it
For a hun­dred years and more
No end to what the future holds in store
I thought you didn’t mean it
When you said you had to go
And if you did I thought
There would be too much snow

You left me in the dead of winter
As you said to be where you belong
You left me in the dead of winter
Still I don’t know
Where you came from

Chords

INTRO:

D9  /  /  /   |  D9/C  /  /  /  |  G/B  /  /  /  | A4 / / / |
(repeat sev­er­al times, play last A4-bar three times)

VERSE:

D9  /  /  /  |  G/B  /  /  /  |  C9  /  /  /  |  G / / / |
D9  /  em7  /  |  F6  /  /  /  |  C9 /  G/B  /  |  A4 / / / |
D9  /  /  /  |  F6 /  /  /  |  C9 /  /  /  |  em7 / / / |
A4 /  /  /  |  bm7  /  /  /  |  C9 / / / | / / / / |
G/B  /  /  /  |  A4 / / / | …

CHORUS:

D9  /  /  /   |  D9/C  /  /  /  |  G/B  /  /  /  | A4 / / / | …
(repeat sev­er­al times, play A4-bar as often as required)