Chris Knight – Bring The Harvest Home (Ukulele)

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the# #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.# #-----------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: Sat, 04 Apr 1998 10:26:38 +0100 From: Andrew Lyon <[email protected]> Subject: CRD: K/Knight_Chris/Bring_the_Harvest_Home.crd by: Chris Knight (Written by Chris Knight & Craig Wiseman) CD: Chris Knight From: [email protected] Capo 1st Fret Intro F F F F
F
The road ain't looked this good to me

     F                   F
In a couple of months or so
I've been breaking ground, heading down
  F            F
A hard road to hoe

          Am
I've been farming dreams but I ain't seen

   F            F
No harvest in L.A.
But there's time enough to win her back
        F             F
I can't waste another day

F
A farmer I was born

      F             F
And a farmer I will die
I want to plant my heels in a fertile field
    F             F
And dry Rebecca's eyes

       Am
Well I couldn't work that desert dirt

      F                      F
And I thought my dreams were gone
But dreaming keeps on driving me
  F              F           F              F
A little further on, yeah, a little further on

             G
And all that time in California

       F               F
It was just a waste of seed

       G
I left everything I cared for

  F              G
Neglected in the weeds

       Am             G
But my love for sweet Rebecca

           F
Just keeps growing on and on

         G      F                 F
And it's time I bring the harvest home
F F F F
F
Well I called Rebecca just last night

      F                    F
And I broke right down and cried
As soon as I heard her sweet voice
F                G
Across the great divide

Am
In my dreams the grass was green

   F           F
On Sunset Boulevard

F
But eleven hundred miles from now

     F              F           F                F
I'll wake up in her arms, yeah, back home on the farm

             G
And all that time in California

       F               F
It was just a waste of seed

       G
I left everything I cared for

  F              G
Neglected in the weeds

       Am             G
But my love for sweet Rebecca

           F
Just keeps growing on and on

         G      F                 F
And it's time I bring the harvest home

         Am             G
Yeah, my love for sweet Rebecca

           F
Just keeps growing on and on

         G      F                 F
And it's time I bring the harvest home
(F F F F to fade)