Chords for The Eagles - Waiting in the Weeds

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_ Yes, coming on the end [Fm] of August, _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] another _ summer's promise almost [Fm] gone.
_ _ _ _ And [Db] though I heard some wise men say _ that [Ab] every dog will have his day,
He [Gb] never mentioned that these dog days would get so [Bbm] _ _ long.
[Eb] _ _ I [Ab] don't know when I _ realized the dream was over.
[Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Cm] _ [Ab] Well, there was no particular hour, no given [Fm] day.
_ _ _ _ And [Db] though it didn't go down in flames, there [Ab] was no point of seeing no frozen flame.
[Gb] I just watched it slowly fade [Bbm] away.
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[Fm] I've been waiting [Ab] in the weeds, waiting [Bbm] for my time to come _ [Db] around again.
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[Fm] And hope is flooding [Ab] on the breeze, carrying [Bbm] my soul high [Db] up above the ground.
[Fm] And I've been keeping to [Ab] myself, knowing [Bbm] that the seasons [Db] are slowly [G] changing.
[Fm] You know you're with [Ab] somebody else, you never [Bbm] love your life that good.
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ I've been biding time for crows [Fm] and sparrows, [Ab] _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ [Ab] while blue-cocked sprints and struts upon [Fm] the stage. _ _
_ _ _ [Db] Finding love is just a dance, _ _ [Ab] proximity _ and chance.
You will excuse [Gb] me if I skip the _ [Bbm] masquerade. _ _
[Eb] And _ _ [Fm] I've been waiting [Ab] in the weeds, waiting [Bbm] for the dust to [Db] settle down.
Along [Fm] the back roads, running [Ab] through the fields, lying [Bbm] on the _ outskirts [Db] of this lonesome town.
And [Fm] I imagine sunlight [Ab] in your hair, you're at the [Bbm] county fair.
You're [Db] holding hands and laughing, [Fm] and now the ferris [Ab] wheel has stopped.
He's swinging [Cm] on the top, suspended [G] there with him.
[Ab] And he's that darling [Eb] of your schemes, his [Cm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ milk's [Ab] sitting down.
You're pretty, [Eb] smiling, dressed as _ [G] _ _ _
you're naked.
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[B] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ I've been stumbling [B] through some dark places, [Eb] _ and following the [Abm] plow.
_ [Cm] I know I've fallen [B] out of the good [Bbm] graces.
It's alright [Eb] _ now.
_ [Fm] I've been waiting [Ab] in the weeds, waiting [Bbm] for the summer _ [Db] rain to fall.
[Cm] Upon [Fm] the wild birds, scattering [Ab] the seeds, entering [Bbm] the cold hangar [Db] of the tide.
We turn [Fm] up to the faces [Ab] of the moon, the chambers [Bbm] of the heart, the egg [Db] and dart.
Small [Fm] grey spiders spinning [Ab] in the dark, spite of [Bbm] all the times the web [Db] is torn apart.
[Fm] And I've been waiting [Ab] in the weeds, waiting [Bbm] for the thunder to [Db] come around again.
[Fm] And hope is [Ab] falling on the breeze, being carried [Bbm] in my soul, higher [Db] up above the ground.
[Fm] And I've been keeping [Ab] to myself, in knowing [Bbm] that the seasons [Db] are slowly [Fm] changing.
And though you're with [Ab] somebody else, I'll never [Bbm] love you _ less.
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