Tabbed by Rafael Pascual (Valencia, Spain)
Tempo 91, Capo I
[G9]It's coming on the end of [E9]August
[G9]Another summer's promise almost [E9]gone
And thought I [C9]heard some wise men say that every [G9]dog will have his day
He never [F]mentioned that these dog days get so [Am]long[D]
I don't know [G9]when I realized the dream was [E9]over
Well, there was [G9]no particular hour, no given [E9]day
You know it [C9]didn't go down in flame, there was no [G9]final scene, no frozen frame
[F]I just watched it slowly fade a[Am]way[D]
Chorus:
And [Em]I've been waiting in the [G]weeds
Waiting for my [Am]time to come a[C]round a[D]gain
And [Em]hope is floating on the [G]breeze
Carrying my [Am]soul high up a[C]bove the [D]ground
And [Em]I've been keeping to my[G]self,
Knowing that the [Am]seasons are s[C]lowly [D]changing
[Em]you and though you're with somebody [G]else
He'll never love you [Am]like I do [C][D]
[G9]I've been biding time with crows and s[E9]parrows,
While [G9]peacocks prance and strut upon the s[E9]tage.
If finding [C9]love is just a dance, [G9]proximity and chance
You will ex[F]cuse me if I skip the masque[Am]rade.[D]
And [Em]I've been waiting in the [G]weeds,
Waiting for the [Am]dust to settle [C]down
A[D]long the [Em]back roads, running through the [G]fields
Lying on the [Am]outskirts of this [C]lonesome [D]town
And I [Em]imagine sunlight in your [G]hair
you're at the county [Am]fair, You're holding [C]hands and [D]laughing
And [Em]now the Ferris Wheel has s[G]topped,
You're swinging on the [Bm]top, suspended [F#]there with him
And [G]he's the darling of the [D]chic, the flavor of the [Bm]week
Is [F#]melting [G]down your pretty summer [D]dress, baby what a [Bm]mess you're [F#]making
Bridge:
I've been stumbling though some dark places
But I'm following the plow
I know I've fallen out of your good graces
But it's all right now.
And I've been waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for the summer rain to fall
Upon the wild birds, scattering the seeds,
Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune,
the phases of the moon, the chambers of the heart, the egg and dart
A small, gray spider spinning in the dark,
In spite of all the times the web is torn apart.
(Thanks to Rafael for tabs)
Tempo 91, Capo I
[G9]It's coming on the end of [E9]August
[G9]Another summer's promise almost [E9]gone
And thought I [C9]heard some wise men say that every [G9]dog will have his day
He never [F]mentioned that these dog days get so [Am]long[D]
I don't know [G9]when I realized the dream was [E9]over
Well, there was [G9]no particular hour, no given [E9]day
You know it [C9]didn't go down in flame, there was no [G9]final scene, no frozen frame
[F]I just watched it slowly fade a[Am]way[D]
Chorus:
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And [Em]I've been waiting in the [G]weeds
Waiting for my [Am]time to come a[C]round a[D]gain
And [Em]hope is floating on the [G]breeze
Carrying my [Am]soul high up a[C]bove the [D]ground
And [Em]I've been keeping to my[G]self,
Knowing that the [Am]seasons are s[C]lowly [D]changing
[Em]you and though you're with somebody [G]else
He'll never love you [Am]like I do [C][D]
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[G9]I've been biding time with crows and s[E9]parrows,
While [G9]peacocks prance and strut upon the s[E9]tage.
If finding [C9]love is just a dance, [G9]proximity and chance
You will ex[F]cuse me if I skip the masque[Am]rade.[D]
And [Em]I've been waiting in the [G]weeds,
Waiting for the [Am]dust to settle [C]down
A[D]long the [Em]back roads, running through the [G]fields
Lying on the [Am]outskirts of this [C]lonesome [D]town
And I [Em]imagine sunlight in your [G]hair
you're at the county [Am]fair, You're holding [C]hands and [D]laughing
And [Em]now the Ferris Wheel has s[G]topped,
You're swinging on the [Bm]top, suspended [F#]there with him
And [G]he's the darling of the [D]chic, the flavor of the [Bm]week
Is [F#]melting [G]down your pretty summer [D]dress, baby what a [Bm]mess you're [F#]making
Bridge:
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I've been stumbling though some dark places
But I'm following the plow
I know I've fallen out of your good graces
But it's all right now.
And I've been waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for the summer rain to fall
Upon the wild birds, scattering the seeds,
Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune,
the phases of the moon, the chambers of the heart, the egg and dart
A small, gray spider spinning in the dark,
In spite of all the times the web is torn apart.
(Thanks to Rafael for tabs)
