Ray Conniff and The Singers - The Windmills of Your Mind Chords
Tempo:
83.95 bpm
Chords used:
Em
B
F#
Am
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em] [B]
[Em]
[F#] [B]
[Em] [E]
[Am] [D]
[G] [C]
[F#] [B] Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
an apple, whirling silently [A#m] in space
[A#] like the circles that you find
in the windmills [Em] of your mind
where
[F#]
[B] the sun [Em] has never shone
like a door [E] that keeps you calling
in a half [Am]-forgotten world
for the ripples [D] from heaven
somehow passes [G] in a streak
like a clock [C] that's a minute out of [F#] its place
and the [B] morning's here
[A#] silently beating
like the circles that [C#] you find
in the [Em] windmills of your mind
keys that jingle in your pocket
words that jangle [Am] in your head
why did summer go [D] so quickly
was it something [G] that you said
lovers walk along the shore
and leave their footprints [C] in the sand
is the sound of [F#] birds condoning
what's the fingers [Bm] of your hand
pictures hanging [E] in the hallway
and the fragments [Am] of a song
half-remembered [D] names and faces
but to whom do [G] they belong
when you knew that [C] October
you were suddenly [F#] aware
that the autumn [B] leaves were turning
in the power of [A#m] her hands
like the circles [B] that you find
in the windmills [Em] of your mind
[Am] [Em]
[Em]
[F#] [B]
[Em] [E]
[Am] [D]
[G] [C]
[F#] [B] Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
an apple, whirling silently [A#m] in space
[A#] like the circles that you find
in the windmills [Em] of your mind
where
[F#]
[B] the sun [Em] has never shone
like a door [E] that keeps you calling
in a half [Am]-forgotten world
for the ripples [D] from heaven
somehow passes [G] in a streak
like a clock [C] that's a minute out of [F#] its place
and the [B] morning's here
[A#] silently beating
like the circles that [C#] you find
in the [Em] windmills of your mind
keys that jingle in your pocket
words that jangle [Am] in your head
why did summer go [D] so quickly
was it something [G] that you said
lovers walk along the shore
and leave their footprints [C] in the sand
is the sound of [F#] birds condoning
what's the fingers [Bm] of your hand
pictures hanging [E] in the hallway
and the fragments [Am] of a song
half-remembered [D] names and faces
but to whom do [G] they belong
when you knew that [C] October
you were suddenly [F#] aware
that the autumn [B] leaves were turning
in the power of [A#m] her hands
like the circles [B] that you find
in the windmills [Em] of your mind
[Am] [Em]
Key:
Em
B
F#
Am
D
Em
B
F#
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [B] Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
an apple, whirling silently [A#m] in space
_ _ [A#] _ like the circles that you find
in the windmills [Em] of your mind
where
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ the sun [Em] has never shone
like a door [E] that keeps you calling
in a half [Am]-forgotten world
for the ripples [D] from heaven
somehow passes [G] in a streak
like a clock [C] _ that's a minute out of [F#] its place
and the [B] morning's here
_ _ [A#] silently beating _ _
_ like the circles that [C#] you find
in the [Em] windmills of your mind _ _ _ _ _
_ keys that jingle in your pocket
words that jangle [Am] in your head
why did summer go [D] so quickly
was it something [G] that you said
lovers walk along the shore
and leave their footprints [C] in the sand
is the sound of [F#] birds condoning
what's the fingers [Bm] of your hand
pictures hanging [E] in the hallway
and the fragments [Am] of a song
half-remembered [D] names and faces
but to whom do [G] they belong
when you knew that [C] October
you were suddenly [F#] aware
that the autumn [B] leaves were turning
in the power of [A#m] her hands
_ _ like the circles [B] that you find
_ _ _ in the windmills [Em] of your mind
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [B] Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
an apple, whirling silently [A#m] in space
_ _ [A#] _ like the circles that you find
in the windmills [Em] of your mind
where
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ the sun [Em] has never shone
like a door [E] that keeps you calling
in a half [Am]-forgotten world
for the ripples [D] from heaven
somehow passes [G] in a streak
like a clock [C] _ that's a minute out of [F#] its place
and the [B] morning's here
_ _ [A#] silently beating _ _
_ like the circles that [C#] you find
in the [Em] windmills of your mind _ _ _ _ _
_ keys that jingle in your pocket
words that jangle [Am] in your head
why did summer go [D] so quickly
was it something [G] that you said
lovers walk along the shore
and leave their footprints [C] in the sand
is the sound of [F#] birds condoning
what's the fingers [Bm] of your hand
pictures hanging [E] in the hallway
and the fragments [Am] of a song
half-remembered [D] names and faces
but to whom do [G] they belong
when you knew that [C] October
you were suddenly [F#] aware
that the autumn [B] leaves were turning
in the power of [A#m] her hands
_ _ like the circles [B] that you find
_ _ _ in the windmills [Em] of your mind
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _