Chords for Murray McLauchlan - Farmer's Song
Tempo:
79.55 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
Bm
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A]
Dusty old farmer, out working your field, hanging down over your tractor [E] wheel.
The sun beating down turned the red paint to orange, and rusty old patches of [A] steel.
There's no farmer songs on that car radio, just cowboys, truck drivers, [D] and pain.
Well this [E] is my way to [A] say thanks for the meal, and [Bm] I hope there's no shortage [A] of rain.
Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city [A] to you.
old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
Dusty old farmer, out working your field, hanging down over your tractor [E] wheel.
The sun beating down turned the red paint to orange, and rusty old patches of [A] steel.
There's no farmer songs on that car radio, just cowboys, truck drivers, [D] and pain.
Well this [E] is my way to [A] say thanks for the meal, and [Bm] I hope there's no shortage [A] of rain.
Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city [A] to you.
old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
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Dusty old farmer, out working your field, hanging down over your tractor [E] wheel. _
The sun beating down turned the red paint to orange, and rusty old patches of [A] steel. _
There's no farmer songs on that car radio, just cowboys, truck drivers, [D] and pain. _
Well this [E] is my way to [A] say thanks for the meal, and [Bm] I hope there's no shortage [A] of rain. _
_ _ _ Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
_ Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city [A] to you.
Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city [A] to you. _ _ _
The combines gang up, take most of the bread, things just ain't like they [E] used to be. _
Though your kids are out after the American dream, and they're working in big [A] factories. _
If I come by when you're out in the sun, can I wave at you just like [D] a friend? _
These days when [E] [A] everyone's taking so [F#] much, [Bm] there's [F#] somebody giving [A] back in. _
_ _ _ Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face like [E] a shoe.
_ Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city [A] to you.
_ Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
_ Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the [A] city to you. _ _ _ _
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Dusty old farmer, out working your field, hanging down over your tractor [E] wheel. _
The sun beating down turned the red paint to orange, and rusty old patches of [A] steel. _
There's no farmer songs on that car radio, just cowboys, truck drivers, [D] and pain. _
Well this [E] is my way to [A] say thanks for the meal, and [Bm] I hope there's no shortage [A] of rain. _
_ _ _ Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
_ Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city [A] to you.
Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city [A] to you. _ _ _
The combines gang up, take most of the bread, things just ain't like they [E] used to be. _
Though your kids are out after the American dream, and they're working in big [A] factories. _
If I come by when you're out in the sun, can I wave at you just like [D] a friend? _
These days when [E] [A] everyone's taking so [F#] much, [Bm] there's [F#] somebody giving [A] back in. _
_ _ _ Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face like [E] a shoe.
_ Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city [A] to you.
_ Straw hat and old dirty hankies, mop in the face [E] like a shoe.
_ Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the [A] city to you. _ _ _ _
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