A Month Of Sundays

[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
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:

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.

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