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 (320003@1) (can play Chere, (x32010@1)but not necessary) I used to work for Harvester, GI (320003@1)used to use my hands, CI (x32010@1)used to build the tractors and the combines, Dthat (xx0232@1)plowed and harvested this great land... Em (022000@1) C (x32010@1) Now I see my handiwork on the block Em (022000@1) Bm (x24432@1)Everywhere I turn, Em (022000@1) CAnd (x32010@1)I see the clouds cross the weathered faces, Bm (x24432@1) DAnd (xx0232@1)I watched the harvest burn... That's essentially it, as all the verses can be played with the same basic progression (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 progression: Em (022000@1) C (x32010@1)And I sit here in my back porch in the twilight, Em (022000@1) BmAnd (x24432@1)I hear the crickets hum... Em (022000@1) CSit (x32010@1)and watch the lightning in the distance, Bm (x24432@1) Dbut (xx0232@1)the showers never come... Em (022000@1) C (x32010@1)I sit here and listen to the wind blow, Em (022000@1) BmI (x24432@1)sit here and rub my hands, Em (022000@1) CI (x32010@1)sit here and listen to the clock strike, Bm (x24432@1) C(end (x32010@1)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.
