A Month of Sundays Don Henley
This one suddenly came to me while playing some Dire Straits...
The original is on piano, but this is nice to play on an acoustic as a
solo folk song (the last verse can be played with some distortion to go
with the tone of the lyrics). I've tabbed this out in the key of G because
I naturally sing low and it's how I remember the song, but feel free to
transpose it to A if you can sing like Don. If so, then play as follows:
G becomes A
C becomes D
D becomes E
Em becomes F#m
Bm becomes C#m
That's it! Here's the song. Apparently, this was inspired by Don's
grandfather and his experiences farming. Think of it as a soft-rock
counterpoint to "Foreclosure of a Dream" :-)
G (can play C here, but not necessary)
I used to work for Harvester,
[G]I used to use my hands,
[C]I used to build the tractors and the combines,
that [D]plowed and harvested this great land...
Now I [Em]see my handiwork [C]on the block
[Em]Everywhere I [Bm]turn,
[Em]And I see the clouds cross the [C]weathered faces,
And I [Bm]watched the harvest [D]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 [Em]sit here in my [C]back porch in the twilight,
And I [Em]hear the crickets [Bm]hum...
Sit an[Em]d watch the [C]lightning in the distance,
but the [Bm]showers never [D]come...
I [Em]sit here and [C]listen to the wind blow,
I [Em]sit here and [Bm]rub my hands,
I [Em]sit here and [C]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.