Making Hay
Dan TyminskiVersion1
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Chords in this song
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IC--C--G-I----I----I
IF--F--C-I----I----I
IF--F--C-I----I----I
IG--G--F-I----I----I
He never went to school beyond the day he turned sixteen
And I cant say that I know being that poor really means
He wouldnt be mistaken for a man of high degree
But he was just as smart as anyone could be
same as the other verses, without 'intro'-ending)
The first thing I remember till the day I moved away
Up and every morning I dont believe he missed a day
It was always after sundown when he pulled up in the yard
He would be on a tractor and let me drive into the barn
=Chorus=
While the planter, acre, baler they were all the same to me
When I grow up a farmer is all I ever wanna be
I know that he was tired but he would sit and watch me play
In my imagination I was really making hay
I graduated highschool just before I turned eightteen
Two years into college when I had a change of dreams
Id wear a dank old necktie like those city fellows do
Id move out in the suburbs like a million other fools
I met a brown haired beauty who was sweet as she could be
The day that we were married he stood right there next to me
I knew that he was tired and he seemed so out of place
He never said a word but it was written on his face
=Chorus=
I couldnt read the signs when she was falling out of love
The more he turned the lonelier till shed finally had enough
So Id pack up my suits and ties and gave them all away
And headed for the country just in time for making hay
No I wont be mistaken for a man of high degree
Cause I was born a farmer and thats all Ill ever be
=Chorus=
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Readable chord sheet for Making Hay by Dan Tyminski
IC--C--G-I----I----I IF--F--C-I----I----I IF--F--C-I----I----I IG--G--F-I----I----I He ne[C]ver went to school be[F]yond the day he turned sixteen[G] [C] And I [F]cant say that I know b[C]eing that poor really means [G] [F] [C]He wouldnt be mistaken for a [F]man of high degr[G]ee [Am] But he was just as [F]smart as anyone could b[C]e same as the other verses, without 'intro'-ending) The first thing I remember till the day I moved away Up and every morning I dont believe he missed a day It was always after sundown when he pulled up in the yard He wo[F]uld be on a tractor and[C] let me drive into the barn [G] [F] =Chorus= While the plante[G]r, acre, baler they [C]were all the same to m[F]e [C] When I gr[F]ow up a farmer is a[C]ll I ever wanna be [G] [C] I know[G] that he was tired but[C] he would sit and watch me pl[F]ay [C] In m[F]y imagination [C]I was really making[G] hay I graduated highschool just before I turned eightteen Two years into college when I had a change of dreams Id wear a dank old necktie like those city fellows do Id move out in the suburbs like a million other fools I met a brown haired beauty who was sweet as she could be The day that we were married he stood right there next to me I knew that he was tired and he seemed so out of place He never said a word but it was written on his face =Chorus= I couldnt read the signs when she was falling out of love The more he turned the lonelier till shed finally had enough So Id pack up my suits and ties and gave them all away And headed for the country just in time for making hay No I wont be mistaken for a man of high degree Cause I was born a farmer and thats all Ill ever be =Chorus=