C G G7 C
Fingers callus from the plough wrinkled weather beating brow
F
Streak of silver in the hair
C Am F G
mhmmmmmm
C
face of despair
[Verse 2]
C G
A back that's bent from years of toil
G7 C
thorns grow in the worn out soil
F
No one left to really care
C Am F G
mmmmmnhm
C
face of despair
[Verse 3]
Am F G
If you should plough old fields like these you'd plough up memories
C Am
Don't tell the young to mend their ways
D D7
you can't show them better days
C G G7 C
Their better days are yet ahead your better days have long been dead
F
Rest easy in your rocking chair
C Am F G
mhm and look out at your September country
C
Face of despair
[Verse 4]
C G
Shoulders weary from the load
G7 C
life is rough as a gravel road
F
How much of it can you bear
C Am F G
mhm look at your September country
C
face of despair
[Verse 5]
C G
In the September of your years
G7 C
eyes that hide a veil of tears
F
A look of longing always there
C Am F G
mhmmmmmmm
C
face of despair
[Verse 6]
Am F G
If you should plough old fields like these you'd plough up memories
C Am
Don't tell the young to mend their ways
D D7
you can't show them better days
C G G7 C
Their better days are yet ahead your better days have long been dead
F
Rest easy in your rocking chair
C Am F G
mhm and look at your September country mhmm
C
Face of despair
mhmmmmm
[Verse 7]
Am F G
If you should plough old fields like these you'd plough up memories
C Am
Don't tell the young to mend their ways
D D7
you can't show them better days
C G G7 C
Their better days are yet ahead your better days have long been dead
F
Rest easy in your rocking chair
C Am F G
mhm and what you're looking at now thats your september country
C
Face of despair
