DamnLyrics - The center provides all the lyrics

A Month Of Sundays - Don Henley



     
Page format: Left Center Right
Direct link:
BB code:
Embed:

A Month Of Sundays Lyrics


I used to work for harvester
I used to use my hands
I used to make the tractors and the
Combines that plowed and harvested this great landNow I see my handiwork on the block
Everywhere I turn
And I see the clouds cross the weathered
Faces and I watch the harvest burnQuit the plant in '57
Had some time for farmin' then
Banks back then was lendin' money
The banker was the farmer's friendI've seen dog days and dusty days
Late spring snow and early fall sleet
I've held the leather reins in my hands
I've felt the soft ground under my feetBetween the hot, dry weather and the taxes
And the cold war it's been hard to make ends meet
But I always kept the clothes on out backs
I always put the shoes on our feetMy grandson, he comes home from college
He says, "We get the government we deserve"
Son-in-law just shakes his head and says

"That little punk, he never had to serve"And I sit here in the shadow of the suburbs
And look out across these empty fields
I sit here in earshot of the bypass and all
Night I listen to the rushin' of the wheelsBig boys, they all got computers
Got incorporated, too
Me, I just know how to raise things
That was all I ever knewNow, it all comes down to numbers
Now I'm glad that I have quit
Folks these days just don't do nothin'
Simply for the love of itI went into town of the fourth of July
Watched 'em parade past The Union Jack
Watched 'em break out the brass and beat on the drum
One step forward and two steps backAnd I saw a sign on easy street
Said, "Be prepared to stop"
Pray for the independent, little man
I don't see next year's cropAnd I sit here on the back porch in the twilight
And I hear the crickets hum
I sit and watch the lightning in the distance
But the showers never comeI sit here and listen to the wind blow
I sit here and rub my hands
I it here and listen to the clock strike
And I wonder when I'll see my companion again

Enjoy the lyrics !!!
Don Henley (born Donald Hugh Henley in Gilmer, Texas, USA on 22 July 1947) is drummer, singer, and songwriter with the band Eagles. Since the 80s he has had a successful solo career and has played a founding role in several causes.

In 1970, he moved to Los Angeles to record an album with his early band, Shiloh. Shiloh's album was produced by fellow Texan Kenny Rogers. Shortly thereafter, Henley met Glenn Frey. They both became members of Linda Ronstadt's backup band. Touring with her was the catalyst for forming the group. As a result, two months later they, along with Bernie Leadon and Randy Meisner, became their own act, Eagles.

Henley's music is often social commentary. One of his more famous songs is "Dirty Laundry" (from his I Can't Stand Still album, released in 1982). Its origins date back to 1980, when Henley was put on probation for possession of a narcotic and fined for contributing to the delinquency of a minor. The ensuing media circus and on-air pundits claiming that his career was over led to the writing of the song, which continues to be an indictment against the broadcast news media. Similarly, "Johhny Can't Read" (also from the Can't Stand Still album), continues to resound as a commentary on the educational system.

User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.

View All

Don Henley