Don Henley – Waiting Tables (Guitar)

G                     D              C
She grew up tall in a timber town, 

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Where trees were not the only things that were fallin' down

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The breezes through the pines were blowin' bittersweet

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They blew the papers down the dead-end street

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She married a boy as soon as she got out of school

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But he turned out to be a reckless fool

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Gone are the days when she was worry-free

                                   D
Now she's a single mom; she's only twenty-three

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And she's waiting tables, she's just    waiting tables

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She's learned a lot about people - more than she   ever wanted to know

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She's just waiting tables,    waiting tables

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Biding her time until there's somewhere else to go

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When her workin' day is done, she tallies up her tips

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And she sighs, "Dear Lord above, there must be more than this."

    C                                 Em
Someday she'll see this misery in her    rear-view mirror

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But for today she'll find a way to get a-long right here

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And she's waiting tables, she's just    waiting tables

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She's learned a lot about people - more than she   ever wanted to know

           G               Bm                    C
She's just waiting tables,    waiting tables

                              D                 G
Biding her time until there's somewhere else to go

Bm9                            Em          Bm9                               Em
   One rainy night, a handsome man came in,   Said he was bound for parts un-known

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   They talked and talked until the moon went down,  But in the mornin' he was gone

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Waiting tables, she's just  waiting tables,  Another year or two and she'll be movin' on

           G                 Bm                 C
She's just   waiting tables,   waiting tables, 

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Holding her own till somethin' better comes a-long

                           Bm                 C
Waiting tables, she's just   waiting tables,

                               D              G
Biding her time till somethin' better comes a-long