The Band

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Chorus 1:
C5              Bb5
Corn in the fields
G#                          Eb5         D5        C5
Listen to the rice when the wind blows 'cross the water
F/A   Fm/G#             C
King Harvest has surely come

Am             G      Bb    F        C
I work for the union 'cause she's so good to me
Am                    F       F/E Dm            E7
And I'm bound to come out on top that's where I should be

       Am        Bb       C             F G
I will hear ev'ry word the boss may say
Am           Bb               C           F  G
For he's the one who hands me down my pay
  Am       Bb                  C           F  G
Looks like this time I'm gonna get to stay
Am     Bb       C              Am G Bb F
I'm a union man, now, all the way

Chorus 2:
     C5          Bb5
The smell of the leaves
          G#      Eb5   D5     C5
From the magnolia trees in the meadow
F/A    Fm/G#            C
King Harvest has surely come

Am          G
Dry summer, then come fall
Bb       F        C
Which I depend on most of all
Am              F                      F/E
Hey, rainmaker, can you hear the call?
Dm               E7
Please let these crops grow tall

Am              Bb          C        F G
Long enough I've been up on Skid Row

Am                Bb         C             F G
And it's plain to see, I've nothin to show
Am          Bb        C          F G
I'm glad to pay those union dues
Am         Bb       C          Am G Bb F
Just don't judge me by my shoes

Chorus 3:
C5               Bb5
Scarecrow and a yellow moon
    G#            Eb5       D5     C5
And pretty soon a carnival on the edge of town
F/A     Fm/G#            C
King Harvest has surely come

Am                    G
Last year, this time, wasn't no joke
 Bb      F         C
My whole barn went up in smoke
Am                    F          F/E
My horse Jethro, well he went mad
Dm                                     E7
And I can't ever remember things being that bad

Am                Bb         C               F G
Then here comes a man with a paper and a pen
Am             Bb             C            F G
Tellin' us our hard times are about to end
Am           Bb                 C            F G
And then, if they don't give us what we like
Am        Bb                         C           Am G Bb F
He said, "Men, that's when you gotta go on strike"

Chorus 4:
C5           Bb5
Corn in the fields
G#                          Eb5         D5         C5
Listen to the rice when the wind blows 'cross the water
F/A     Fm/G#           C
King Harvest has surely come