This one suddenly came to me while playing some Dire Straits... The original is on piano, but this is nice to play on an acoustic as a solo folk song (the last verse can be played with some distortion to go with the tone of the lyrics). I've tabbed this out in the key of G because I naturally sing low and it's how I remember the song, but feel free to transpose it to A if you can sing like Don. If so, then play as follows: 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, D that plowed and harvested this great land... Em C Now I see my handiwork on the block Em Bm Everywhere I turn, Em C And I see the clouds cross the weathered faces, Bm D And I watched the harvest 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: Em C And I sit here in my back porch in the twilight, Em Bm And I hear the crickets hum... Em C Sit and watch the lightning in the distance, Bm D but the showers never come... Em C I sit here and listen to the wind blow, Em Bm I sit here and rub my hands, Em C I sit here and 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. - G.