Bens My Friend

INTRO:
Dm   Dm   C    C

VERSE:
   Dm
I woke up this morning, August 3rd
                                        C
It's been a pretty slow and uneventful summer

Went to visit a friend in Santa Fe
                                        Dm
Went to New Orleans and went to see my family

Woke up this morning and it occurred
                                         C
I needed one more track to finish up my record

I was feeling out of fuel and uninspired
                                                   Am
Laid on my bed, too hung, a little down, a little tired

Met my girl and we walked down Union Street
                     C
I was scared and my head was in a bunch of places
                           Em
Bought a $350 pair of lampshades
               G                     Dm       F   F
And we ate at Perry's and I ordered crab cakes

 F         Em7  Em
Blue crab cakes
           Dm   F
Blue crab cakes
           Em   G
Blue crab cakes


VERSE:
                       Am
She said I seemed distracted and asked what was going on with me
                                                 C
I said I can't explain it and it's a middle age thing
                                    Em
She said okay and ate her eggs Benedict
                     G                     D         F   F
And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar shit

 F          Em7
Sports bar shit
            Dm7  F
Sports bar shit
            Em7  Gm7   Gm7   Gm7
Sports bar shit

      Am7  Am
Ba ba ba
      Gm   Gm7
Ba ba ba
      Am7  Am7
Ba ba ba

Dm  Dm   C   C
Dm  Dm   C   C


VERSE:
Dm
Got on the phone and I called my mother
                                                   C
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
Am
And my dad's still fighting with his girlfriend
G
About his flirting with the girls in Panera Bread
C
My mom is good but sounded out of breath
   Em                         Dm       F
I worry so much about her, I worry to death
Dm7          Em7
 I worry to death
                      Dm7
I worry about her to death
Dm7          Em7  Em
 I worry to death


VERSE:
Dm
The other night I went and saw The Postal Service
                                           C
Ben's my friend but getting there was the worst

Trying to park and getting up the hill
                                                         Dm
And find a spot amongst the drunk kids staring at their cells

Standing at the back with the crowd of eight thousand
                                   C
I thought of Ben when I met him in 2000

At a festival in Spain
                                                      Am
He was on the small stage then and I didn't know his name
                                                G
Now he's singing at the Greek and he's busting moves
                  C                       F
And my legs were hurting and my feet were too
                               C                    Em
I called him after, said I'll skip the backstage hi/bye
                                  Dm7          Dm
But thanks for the nice music and all the exercise
Dm7     Fm                Em7
And we laughed and it was alright
                          Dm7
And we laughed and it was alright
              Em7  Em7
And it was alright


VERSE:
                Dm
There's a fine line between a middle-aged guy with a backstage pass
                                            C
And a guy with a gut hanging around like a jackass

Everybody there was twenty years younger than me
                                      Dm
I'll leave with this, not my fondest memory

I carried my legs back down and then I gave
                                C
My backstage passes to two cute asian girls

I drove to my place near Tahoe
                                                    Dm
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
      C
And though I’m contented, there’s a tinge of competitiveness

But Ben's my friend and I know he gets it
 Am
Then in a couple of days my meltdown passed
 G                                     C
Back to the studio doing twelve hours shifts

Singing a song about one thing or another
  Em                         Dm7           F  Dm
Another day behind the microphone this summer


OUTRO:
 Dm             Em7
This Tenderloin summer
                Dm7
This Tenderloin summer
                Em7   Gm  Gm
This Tenderloin summer
      Am7
Ba ba ba
      F
Ba ba ba
      Am
Ba ba ba



========================== CAPO: NONE ==========================



SONG:   BEN'S MY FRIEND
ARTIST: SUN KIL MOON
TAB BY: C N CZARSKI


                  BEN'S MY FRIEND
                   SUN KIL MOON

CAPO: NONE

INTRO:
Fm   Fm   Eb   Eb

VERSE:
  Fm
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
                                        Fm
Went to New Orleans and went to see my family

Woke up this morning and it occurred
                                         Eb
I needed one more track to finish up my record

I was feeling out of fuel and uninspired
                                                   Cm
Laid on my bed, too hung, a little down, a little tired

Met my girl and we walked down Union Street
                     Eb
I was scared and my head was in a bunch of places
                           Gm
Bought a $350 pair of lampshades
               Bb                    Fm       Ab  Ab
And we ate at Perry's and I ordered crab cakes

 Ab        Gm7  Gm
Blue crab cakes
           Fm   Ab
Blue crab cakes
           Gm   Bb
Blue crab cakes


VERSE:
                       Cm
She said I seemed distracted and asked what was going on with me
                                                 Eb
I said I can't explain it and it's a middle age thing
                                    Gm
She said okay and ate her eggs Benedict
                     Bb                    F         Ab  Ab
And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar shit

 Ab         Gm7
Sports bar shit
            Fm7  Ab
Sports bar shit
            Gm7  Bbm7  Bbm7  Bbm7
Sports bar shit

      Cm7  Cm
Ba ba ba
      Bbm  Bbm7
Ba ba ba
      Cm7  Cm7
Ba ba ba

Fm  Fm   Eb  Eb
Fm  Fm   Eb  Eb


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
Bb
About his flirting with the girls in Panera Bread
Eb
My mom is good but sounded out of breath
   Gm                         Fm       Ab
I worry so much about her, I worry to death
Fm7          Gm7
 I worry to death
                      Fm7
I worry about her to death
Fm7          Gm7  Gm
 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
                                                Bb
Now he's singing at the Greek and he's busting moves
                  Eb                      Ab
And my legs were hurting and my feet were too
                               Eb                   Gm
I called him after, said I'll skip the backstage hi/bye
                                  Fm7          Fm
But thanks for the nice music and all the exercise
Fm7     Abm               Gm7
And we laughed and it was alright
                          Fm7
And we laughed and it was alright
              Gm7  Gm7
And it was alright


VERSE:
                Fm
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
                                      Fm
I'll leave with this, not my fondest memory

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
                                                    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                         Fm7           Ab Fm
Another day behind the microphone this summer


OUTRO:
 Fm             Gm7
This Tenderloin summer
                Fm7
This Tenderloin summer
                Gm7   Bbm Bbm
This Tenderloin summer
      Cm7
Ba ba ba
      Ab
Ba ba ba
      Cm
Ba ba ba




========================== CAPO: 1st FD T =========================



SONG:   BEN'S MY FRIEND
ARTIST: SUN KIL MOON
TAB BY: C N CZARSKI


                  BEN'S MY FRIEND
                   SUN KIL MOON

CAPO: 1st FD T

INTRO:
Em   Em   D    D

VERSE:
   Em
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
                                        Em
Went to New Orleans and went to see my family

Woke up this morning and it occurred
                                         D
I needed one more track to finish up my record

I was feeling out of fuel and uninspired
                                                   Bm
Laid on my bed, too hung, a little down, a little tired

Met my girl and we walked down Union Street
                     D
I was scared and my head was in a bunch of places
                           F#m
Bought a $350 pair of lampshades
               A                     Em       G   G
And we ate at Perry's and I ordered crab cakes

 G         F#m7 F#m
Blue crab cakes
           Em   G
Blue crab cakes
           F#m  A
Blue crab cakes


VERSE:
                       Bm
She said I seemed distracted and asked what was going on with me
                                                 D
I said I can't explain it and it's a middle age thing
                                    F#m
She said okay and ate her eggs Benedict
                     A                     E         G   G
And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar shit

 G          F#m7
Sports bar shit
            Em7  G
Sports bar shit
            F#m7 Am7   Am7   Am7
Sports bar shit

      Bm7  Bm
Ba ba ba
      Am   Am7
Ba ba ba
      Bm7  Bm7
Ba ba ba

Em  Em   D   D
Em  Em   D   D


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
A
About his flirting with the girls in Panera Bread
D
My mom is good but sounded out of breath
   F#m                        Em       G
I worry so much about her, I worry to death
Em7          F#m7
 I worry to death
                      Em7
I worry about her to death
Em7          F#m7 F#m
 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
                                                A
Now he's singing at the Greek and he's busting moves
                  D                       G
And my legs were hurting and my feet were too
                               D                    F#m
I called him after, said I'll skip the backstage hi/bye
                                  Em7          Em
But thanks for the nice music and all the exercise
Em7     Gm                F#m7
And we laughed and it was alright
                          Em7
And we laughed and it was alright
              F#m7 F#m7
And it was alright


VERSE:
                Em
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
                                      Em
I'll leave with this, not my fondest memory

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
                                                    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                        Em7           G  Em
Another day behind the microphone this summer


OUTRO:
 Em             F#m7
This Tenderloin summer
                Em7
This Tenderloin summer
                F#m7  Am  Am
This Tenderloin summer
      Bm7
Ba ba ba
      G
Ba ba ba
      Bm
Ba ba ba