Waiting in the weeds
G ~ G Em
1. It's coming on the end of August,
G
Em
another
summer's promise almost gone,
C
and
though I heard some wise men say
G
that
every dog will have his day,
F Am - D
he
never mentioned that these dog days get so long.
G Em
2. I don't know when I realized the dream was over,
G Em
well,
there was no particular hour, no given day.
C
You know it didn't go down in
flame,
G
there
was no final scene, no frozen frame,
F Am - D
I just watched it slowly fade
away.
Em G
And I've been waiting in the
weeds,
Am C
D
waiting
for my time to come around again,
Em G
and
hope is floating on the breeze,
Am C
D
carrying
my soul high up above the ground.
Em G
And I've been keeping to
myself,
Am C D
knowing
that the seasons are slowly changing,
Em G
you,
and though you're with somebody else,
Am - C
- D
he'll
never love you like I do.
G Em
3. I've been biding time with
crows and sparrows,
G Em
while
peacocks prance and strut upon the stage.
C G
If finding love is just a
dance, proximity and chance,
F Am -
D
you
will excuse me if I skip the masquerade.
Em G
And I've been waiting in the
weeds,
Am C
waiting
for the dust to settle down
D Em G
along
the back roads, running through the fields
Am C D
lying
on the outskirts of this lonesome town.
Em G
And I imagine sunlight in your
hair,
Am C D
you're
at the county fair, you're holding hands and laughing.
Em
G
And now the Ferris Wheel has stopped,
Bm F#
you're
swinging on the top, suspended there with him.
G D Bm
And he's the darling of the
chic, the flavor of the week
F# G D
is
melting down your pretty summer dress,
F#
baby, what a mess
you're making.
+ Bm - F# - D - F# (2x)
Bm F#
I've been stumbling though
some dark places,
D F#
but
I'm following the plow,
Bm F#
I know I've fallen out of your
good graces,
Am D
it's
all right now.
Em G
And I've been
waiting in the weeds,
Am C
waiting for the
summer rain to fall
D Em G
upon the wild birds,
scattering the seeds,
Am C D Em
answering
the calling of the tide's eternal tune,
G Am C
the
phases of the moon, the chambers of the heart, the egg and dart,
D
Em G
a
small, gray spider spinning in the dark,
Am C D
in
spite of all the times the web is torn apart.
Em G
And I've been waiting in the
weeds,
Am C
D
waiting
for my time to come around again,
Em G
and
hope is floating on the breeze,
Am C
D
carrying
my soul high up above the ground.
Em G
And I've been keeping to
myself,
Am C
D
knowing
that the seasons are slowly changing,
Em
G
you,
and though you're with somebody else,
Am - C
he'll
never love you like I do.
+ Em - G - Am - C - D (8x) - Em
(orig.
= capo
1st) (Eagles)