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