SONG: BEN'S MY FRIEND ARTIST: SUN KIL MOON TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: [email protected] BEN'S MY FRIEND SUN KIL MOON CAPO: NONE INTRO: Fm Eb VERSE: Gm7 Ab I woke up this morning, August 3rd Eb It's been a pretty slow and uneventful summer Went to visit a friend in Santa Fe Cm Eb Went to New Orleans and went to see my family Ab Woke up this morning and it occurred Cm I needed one more track to finish up my record Eb I was feeling out of fuel and uninspired Cm Laid on my bed, too hung, a little down, a little tired Eb Met my girl and we walked down Union Street I was scared and my head was in a bunch of places Gm7 Bought a $350 pair of lampshades Ab And we ate at Perry's and I ordered crab cakes Gm7 Blue crab cakes Ab Blue crab cakes Gm7 Blue crab cakes VERSE: Cm Eb She said I seemed distracted and asked what was going on with me I said I can't explain it and it's a middle age thing Bb She said okay and ate her eggs Benedict Ab And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar shit Gm7 Sports bar shit Ab Sports bar shit Gm7 Bbm7 Sports bar shit Gm7 Ba ba ba Ab Ba ba ba Gm7 Fm Eb Fm Eb Ba ba ba VERSE: Fm Got on the phone and I called my mother Eb And called my father, talked a little bit with my sister She's got a new boyfriend, he's a deer hunter And she's getting used to venison Cm And my dad's still fighting with his girlfriend Gm About his flirting with the girls in Panera Bread Eb My mom is good but sounded out of breath Gm Fm7 Ab I worry so much about her, I worry to death Fm7 Gm7 I worry to death Ab I worry about her to death Fm7 Gm7 I worry to death VERSE: Fm The other night I went and saw The Postal Service Eb Ben's my friend but getting there was the worst Trying to park and getting up the hill Fm And find a spot amongst the drunk kids staring at their cells Standing at the back with the crowd of eight thousand Eb I thought of Ben when I met him in 2000 At a festival in Spain Cm He was on the small stage then and I didn't know his name Now he's singing at the Greek and he's busting moves Bb Eb And my legs were hurting and my feet were too Gm I called him after, said I'll skip the backstage hi/bye Fm Ab But thanks for the nice music and all the exercise Fm Gm7 And we laughed and it was alright Ab And we laughed and it was alright Fm7 Gm7 And it was alright VERSE: Gm There's a fine line between a middle-aged guy with a backstage pass Eb And a guy with a gut hanging around like a jackass Everybody there was twenty years younger than me I'll leave with this, not my fondest memory Gm Ab I carried my legs back down and then I gave Eb My backstage passes to two cute asian girls I drove to my place near Tahoe Cm Fm Got in my hot tub and I thought well that's how it goes And it was quiet and I was listening to the crickets And Ben's still out there, selling lots of tickets Eb And though I’m contented, there’s a tinge of competitiveness But Ben's my friend and I know he gets it Cm Then in a couple of days my meltdown passed Bb Eb Back to the studio doing twelve hours shifts Singing a song about one thing or another Gm Ab Another day behind the microphone this summer OUTRO: Fm Gm7 This Tenderloin summer Ab This Tenderloin summer Gm7 Fm This Tenderloin summer Cm7 Ba ba ba Ab Ba ba ba Cm Fm Eb Fm Eb Ba ba ba ================== CAPO: 1st FRET ================= SONG: BEN'S MY FRIEND ARTIST: SUN KIL MOON TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: [email protected] BEN'S MY FRIEND SUN KIL MOON CAPO: 1st FRET INTRO: Em D VERSE: F#m7 G I woke up this morning, August 3rd D It's been a pretty slow and uneventful summer Went to visit a friend in Santa Fe Bm D Went to New Orleans and went to see my family G Woke up this morning and it occurred Bm I needed one more track to finish up my record D I was feeling out of fuel and uninspired Bm Laid on my bed, too hung, a little down, a little tired D Met my girl and we walked down Union Street I was scared and my head was in a bunch of places F#m7 Bought a $350 pair of lampshades G And we ate at Perry's and I ordered crab cakes F#m7 Blue crab cakes G Blue crab cakes F#m7 Blue crab cakes VERSE: Bm D She said I seemed distracted and asked what was going on with me I said I can't explain it and it's a middle age thing A She said okay and ate her eggs Benedict G And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar shit F#m7 Sports bar shit G Sports bar shit F#m7 Am7 Sports bar shit F#m7 Ba ba ba G Ba ba ba F#m7 Em D Em D Ba ba ba VERSE: Em Got on the phone and I called my mother D And called my father, talked a little bit with my sister She's got a new boyfriend, he's a deer hunter And she's getting used to venison Bm And my dad's still fighting with his girlfriend F#m About his flirting with the girls in Panera Bread D My mom is good but sounded out of breath F#m Em7 G I worry so much about her, I worry to death Em7 F#m7 I worry to death G I worry about her to death Em7 F#m7 I worry to death VERSE: Em The other night I went and saw The Postal Service D Ben's my friend but getting there was the worst Trying to park and getting up the hill Em And find a spot amongst the drunk kids staring at their cells Standing at the back with the crowd of eight thousand D I thought of Ben when I met him in 2000 At a festival in Spain Bm He was on the small stage then and I didn't know his name Now he's singing at the Greek and he's busting moves A D And my legs were hurting and my feet were too F#m I called him after, said I'll skip the backstage hi/bye Em G But thanks for the nice music and all the exercise Em F#m7 And we laughed and it was alright G And we laughed and it was alright Em7 F#m7 And it was alright VERSE: F#m There's a fine line between a middle-aged guy with a backstage pass D And a guy with a gut hanging around like a jackass Everybody there was twenty years younger than me I'll leave with this, not my fondest memory F#m G I carried my legs back down and then I gave D My backstage passes to two cute asian girls I drove to my place near Tahoe Bm Em Got in my hot tub and I thought well that's how it goes And it was quiet and I was listening to the crickets And Ben's still out there, selling lots of tickets D And though I’m contented, there’s a tinge of competitiveness But Ben's my friend and I know he gets it Bm Then in a couple of days my meltdown passed A D Back to the studio doing twelve hours shifts Singing a song about one thing or another F#m G Another day behind the microphone this summer OUTRO: Em F#m7 This Tenderloin summer G This Tenderloin summer F#m7 Em This Tenderloin summer Bm7 Ba ba ba G Ba ba ba Bm Em D Em D Ba ba ba
