Waiting Tables
Don Henley





G                                 D              
She grew up tall in a timber town,
               C                                                                  G            
 Where trees were not the only things that were fallin' down
            C                                                             Em              
The breezes through the pines were blowin' bittersweet
Am                                                    D               
 They blew the papers down the dead-end street


She married a boy as soon as she got out of school
But he turned out to be a reckless fool
Gone are the days when she was worry-free
Now she's a single mom; she's only twenty-three


Chorus:
                  G                                              Bm                  
And she's  waiting tables, she's just    waiting tables
C                                                                                      Am                       D
 She's learned a lot about people - more than she   ever wanted to know
                 G                         Bm                    
She's just  waiting tables,    waiting tables
C                                               D                               G
 Biding her time until there's somewhere else to go


When her workin' day is done, she tallies up her tips
And she sighs, "Dear Lord above, there must be more than this."
Someday she'll see this misery in her    rear-view mirror
But for today she'll find a way to get a-long right here

Chorus:
And she's waiting tables, she's just    waiting tables
She's learned a lot about people - more than she   ever wanted to know
She's just waiting tables,    waiting tables
Biding her time until there's somewhere else to go

Bridge:
Bm7                                               Em                 Bm7                   Em                           Bm7
   One rainy night, a handsome man came in,   Said he was bound for parts un-known
Bm7                                                    C                         Am                                            D
   They talked and talked until the moon went down,  But in the mornin' he was gone

Chorus:
Waiting tables, she's just  waiting tables,  Another year or two and she'll be movin' on
She's just   waiting tables,   waiting tables,
Holding her own till somethin' better comes a-long
Waiting tables, she's just   waiting tables,
Biding her time till somethin' better comes a-long