Walking the Beans
©  by:  Verne Garrison-Valley Park, MO, 04-15-07

Walking the Beans

In (D) the middle of the summer heat
After the (G) corn was laid-(D)-by
We would walk the (G) beans, looking for (D)  weeds
And the (G) sun was always hell-(D)- high

Oh,  those beans were way past waist-high
And they (G) tangled with your (D) feet
Youd pull and (G) strain and really (D) try
To keep up with (A) Dad, in the dry summer (D) heat

Dad had a passion for (G) singing and making (D) rhymes
He had a whole passel of short, funny (A) songs
And (D) he would sing and hum them (G) some of the (D) time
Just to make the day (G) seem not so (D) long

Oh I am so very (G) lucky to have those (D) songs
Tucked away on some old  calendars Dad wrote (A) on
I get them (D) out now (G) once in a (D) while
Just to listen and dream of (A) him and his great (D) smile

Tag:  Walking the beans,
 	 In the summer (A) heat
 	 Not so bad after (D) all
(Fade..)…….. 	 Not too (G) bad after (D) all