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 +===== Weekend in Western Illinois =====
 +Tab originally posted by kris.\\ 
 +Cleaned up and re-posted by Dan Trombley (daniel.trombley at gmail dot com)
 +
 +<code>
 +this song is just D-A-G in two progressions. the riff is;
 +
 +(D chord open) 
 +e-3-2-0-3-2-----------
 +B-----------3---3-----
 +G-------------2---0---
 +
 +    D                       G
 +The lands opening up like a blanket
 +                                    G
 +and the dandelions spread themselves thickly out 
 +                                     
 +along the fields, which are, evidently, endless;
 +                                   G
 +and we are hotly in love with one another.
 +                D                        G
 +we’ve got an unquenchable thirst in our throats.
 +                                      A
 +we are, for some reason, all the time, bleeding,
 +                        
 +and we are friendless.
 +
 +(muted strums - D)
 +D                  G                                 
 +and we love these dogs that roll on the lawns here in galesburg –
 +D                          A                     D
 +because they seem to know something nobody else knows.
 +                                    G
 +it is written in the smiles on their faces,
 +        D                         G
 +and it rings in their high young voices
 +        D                     A
 +we are burning up all of our choices up here
 +                                       D (and into riff)
 +where the tall grass grows, up here in galesburg.
 +
 +the sky’s opening up like an old wound, 
 +and the rain on our bodies is warm tonight 
 +and the ground underneath us shakes in the cracking thunder. 
 +we can taste fresh blood in our mouths again: 
 +there is no chance of getting enough of it, 
 +and we tally up all our possessions, we’re going under.
 +
 +but we love these dogs that loll in the rain here in galesburg 
 +as the new season rocks them in its terrible arms. 
 +yeah they howl as though the world were ending, 
 +and we are watching the sky unwinding 
 +and some of our promises were binding 
 +up here where our dreams take form up here in galesburg.
 +
 +</code>
 +