| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | G | D | A | |
| Well her | old friend | from her | old | end of | town dropped by | today |
| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | E7 | |
| And | way down deep ins | ide me | something | died when he came | round |
| A | |
| To see her that | way |
| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | G | G/F# | |
| Here it | comes ag | ain that | same old chilly | wind will | blow |
| E7 | |
| Like a cold winter | squall |
| D | A | D | A | |
| I be | gin to feel the | chill of an early | fall |
| Chorus: |
| A | D | D/C# | D/BE | D/A | G | D | |
| And I'll be | drinking a | gain and | thinking whene | ver he | calls |
| A | G | D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | E7 | A | |
| There's | a | storm coming | on and it | won't be too | long till the | snow falls |
| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | G | G/F# | |
| Oh I'll be | sober | some but | when October | comes and | goes |
| E7 | |
| In not time at | all |
| D | A | D | |
| I'll | begin to feel the | chill of an early | fall |
| Bridge: |
| G | C | G | D | |
| Oh how quickly slip a | way | , | here today and gone tom | orrow |
| D | D/F# | Bm | E7 | A | |
| Loving | seasons | never | stay, | bitter winds are sure to | follow |
| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | G | G/F# | |
| Now there's | no dou | bt, it's gonna be | cold | out ton | ight |
| D | A | |
| I've shivered all | day |
| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | E7 | |
| When I | look in her | eyes | and even to | hold her so | tight |
| A | |
| She just looks a | way |
| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | G | G/F# | |
| Oh she'll | swear that it's | true | He's just some | one she knew long | ago |
| E7 | |
| But I know that's | not all |
| D | A | Bm | E7 | |
| And I'll | begin to feel the | chill of an early | fall |
| D | A | G | D | |
| Oh | I'll begin to feel the | chill of an early | fall |