A7                        D9
When I look out my window,
A7                 D9
many sights to see.
A7                           D9
And when I look in my window,
A7                             D9
so many different people to be.
A7               D9  A7         D9
That its strange,    So strange.
A7                              D9
You got to pick up every stitch.  (x3)
D7           E                  A7
Must be the season of the witch,  (x3) Do this at the end of every verse, 3 times


[Verse 2]

A7                           D9
When I look over my shoulder,
A7                       D9
what do you think I see?
A7                                         D9
Summer kept lookin over his shoulder at me.
A7               D9  A7              D9
And he's strange,    sure is strange.
A7                             D9
You got to pick up every stich,  (x2)
A7                                D9  A7 
Beatnicks are out to make it rich.    Oh no
D7            E                  A7
Must be the season of the witch.  (x3)
A7                              D9
You got to pick up every stitch,
A7                              D9
the rabbits runnin in the ditch.
A7                                D9   A7 
Beatnicks are out to make it rich.     Oh no
D7            E                  A7
Must be the season of the witch.  (x3)

[Verse 3]

A7                         D9
When I look out my window,
A7                       D9
What do you think I see?
A7                            D9
And when I look in my window,
A7                              D9
so many different people to be.
A7                            D9
Its strange, sure is strange.
A7                               D9
You got to pick up every stitch,
A7                               D9
You got to pick up every stitch,
A7                                D9    A7  
Two rabbits runnin in the ditch.        Oh no
D7            E                  A7
Must be the season of the witch.  (x3)