A Month Of Sundays

Don Henley

 I used to use my hands,
 I used to build the tractors and the combines,
that plowed and harvested this great land...
Now I see my handiwork on the block
 Everywhere I turn,
 And I see the clouds cross the weathered faces,
And I watched the harvest burn...

That's essentially it, as all the verses can be played with the same basic
(G / C / D followed by Em / C / Em / Bm / Em / C / Bm and end on D)

At the end (after "I don't see next year's crop"), return to the second

And I sit here in my back porch in the twilight,
And I hear the crickets hum...
Sit and watch the lightning in the distance,
but the showers never come...
sit here and listen to the wind blow,
sit here and rub my hands,
sit here and listen to the clock strike,
Bm C (end on C)
And wonder when I'll see my com-panion again..

That's about it. Economically and politically a bit dated, I guess, but
still packs a punch musically.

- G.

Bm C D Em G
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