Raspberries Strawberries de Kingston Trio

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Raspberries, Strawberries
The Kingston Trio

transcribed by Mike Mirarchi


Intro: D D/E D/F#  D/E D

during the verses, play the same chords as the intro

A young man goes to Paris
As every young man should
There's something in the air of France
That does a young man good

refrain:

G          D    G   D   G
A la ...

G                               Am
Raspberries, strawberries, the good wines we brew
D
Here's to the girls in the countryside
            C          G
The ones we drink them to

The Paris nights are warm and fair
The summer winds are soft
A young man finds the face of love
In every field and loft
   C      D7        G
In every field and loft

refrain


An old man returns to Paris
As every old man must
He finds the winter winds blow cold
His dreams have turned to dust
    C            D7        Em
His dreams have turned to dust
     C           D7        G
His dreams have turned to dust

G            D    G    D   G
A la la ...
G                               Am
Raspberries, strawberries, the good wines we brew
D
Here's to the girls in the countryside
             C      G
Whom we must bid adieu



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Mike Mirarchi
mmirarc1@cc.swarthmore.edu