Bens My Friend chords by Sun Kil Moon (Ver. 3)

• Tuning: Standard tuning
• Capo on 3rd
• Difficulty: Beginner

SONG:  BEN`S MY FRIEND
ARTIST: SUN KIL MOON
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM

NOTE: I have 3 versions here. The first is with a capo on the 3rd fret which helps with more
   recognizable chords. Then I have a tab without a capo for those who like playing the song
   without one. Finally, I have also a tab with the capo on the first fret. Choose the one
   that feels best to you to play along with the song with. Also, I have heard different
   versions of this song on YouTube. One where when he sings `blue crab cakes` he only sings
   it once instead of 3 times. Make sure you are using the version I have.


                 BEN`S MY FRIEND
                  SUN KIL MOON

CAPO: 3rd FRET

INTRO:
Dm  Dm  C  C

VERSE:
  Dm
I woke up this morning, August 3rd
                    C
It`s been a pretty slow and uneventful summer

Went to visit a friend in Santa Fe
                    Dm
Went to New Orleans and went to see my family

Woke up this morning and it occurred
                     C
I needed one more track to finish up my record

I was feeling out of fuel and uninspired
                          Am
Laid on my bed, too hung, a little down, a little tired

Met my girl and we walked down Union Street
           C
I was scared and my head was in a bunch of places
              Em
Bought a $350 pair of lampshades
        G           Dm    F  F
And we ate at Perry`s and I ordered crab cakes

 F     Em7 Em
Blue crab cakes
      Dm  F
Blue crab cakes
      Em  G
Blue crab cakes


VERSE:
            Am
She said I seemed distracted and asked what was going on with me
                         C
I said I can`t explain it and it`s a middle age thing
                  Em
She said okay and ate her eggs Benedict
           G           D     F  F
And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar shit

 F     Em7
Sports bar shit
      Dm7 F
Sports bar shit
      Em7 Gm7  Gm7  Gm7
Sports bar shit

   Am7 Am
Ba ba ba
   Gm  Gm7
Ba ba ba
   Am7 Am7
Ba ba ba

Dm Dm  C  C
Dm Dm  C  C


VERSE:
Dm
Got on the phone and I called my mother
                          C
And called my father, talked a little bit with my sister

She`s got a new boyfriend, he`s a deer hunter

And she`s getting used to venison
Am
And my dad`s still fighting with his girlfriend
G
About his flirting with the girls in Panera Bread
C
My mom is good but sounded out of breath
  Em             Dm    F
I worry so much about her, I worry to death
Dm7     Em7
 I worry to death
           Dm7
I worry about her to death
Dm7     Em7 Em
 I worry to death


VERSE:
Dm
The other night I went and saw The Postal Service
                      C
Ben`s my friend but getting there was the worst

Trying to park and getting up the hill
                             Dm
And find a spot amongst the drunk kids staring at their cells

Standing at the back with the crowd of eight thousand
                  C
I thought of Ben when I met him in 2000

At a festival in Spain
                           Am
He was on the small stage then and I didn`t know his name
                        G
Now he`s singing at the Greek and he`s busting moves
         C            F
And my legs were hurting and my feet were too
                C          Em
I called him after, said I`ll skip the backstage hi/bye
                 Dm7     Dm
But thanks for the nice music and all the exercise
Dm7   Fm        Em7
And we laughed and it was alright
             Dm7
And we laughed and it was alright
       Em7 Em7
And it was alright


VERSE:
        Dm
There`s a fine line between a middle-aged guy with a backstage pass
                      C
And a guy with a gut hanging around like a jackass

Everybody there was twenty years younger than me
                   Dm
I`ll leave with this, not my fondest memory

I carried my legs back down and then I gave
                C
My backstage passes to two cute asian girls

I drove to my place near Tahoe
                          Dm
Got in my hot tub and I thought well that`s how it goes

And it was quiet and I was listening to the crickets

And Ben`s still out there, selling lots of tickets
   C
And though I’m contented, there’s a tinge of competitiveness

But Ben`s my friend and I know he gets it
 Am
Then in a couple of days my meltdown passed
 G                   C
Back to the studio doing twelve hours shifts

Singing a song about one thing or another
 Em             Dm7      F Dm
Another day behind the microphone this summer


OUTRO:
 Dm       Em7
This Tenderloin summer
        Dm7
This Tenderloin summer
        Em7  Gm Gm
This Tenderloin summer
   Am7
Ba ba ba
   F
Ba ba ba
   Am
Ba ba ba



========================== CAPO: NONE ==========================



SONG:  BEN`S MY FRIEND
ARTIST: SUN KIL MOON
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM


         BEN`S MY FRIEND
          SUN KIL MOON

CAPO: NONE

INTRO:
Fm  Fm  Eb  Eb

VERSE:
 Fm
I woke up this morning, August 3rd
                    Eb
It`s been a pretty slow and uneventful summer

Went to visit a friend in Santa Fe
                    Fm
Went to New Orleans and went to see my family

Woke up this morning and it occurred
                     Eb
I needed one more track to finish up my record

I was feeling out of fuel and uninspired
                          Cm
Laid on my bed, too hung, a little down, a little tired

Met my girl and we walked down Union Street
           Eb
I was scared and my head was in a bunch of places
              Gm
Bought a $350 pair of lampshades
        Bb          Fm    Ab Ab
And we ate at Perry`s and I ordered crab cakes

 Ab    Gm7 Gm
Blue crab cakes
      Fm  Ab
Blue crab cakes
      Gm  Bb
Blue crab cakes


VERSE:
            Cm
She said I seemed distracted and asked what was going on with me
                         Eb
I said I can`t explain it and it`s a middle age thing
                  Gm
She said okay and ate her eggs Benedict
           Bb          F     Ab Ab
And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar shit

 Ab     Gm7
Sports bar shit
      Fm7 Ab
Sports bar shit
      Gm7 Bbm7 Bbm7 Bbm7
Sports bar shit

   Cm7 Cm
Ba ba ba
   Bbm Bbm7
Ba ba ba
   Cm7 Cm7
Ba ba ba

Fm Fm  Eb Eb
Fm Fm  Eb Eb


VERSE:
Fm
Got on the phone and I called my mother
                          Eb
And called my father, talked a little bit with my sister

She`s got a new boyfriend, he`s a deer hunter

And she`s getting used to venison
Cm
And my dad`s still fighting with his girlfriend
Bb
About his flirting with the girls in Panera Bread
Eb
My mom is good but sounded out of breath
  Gm             Fm    Ab
I worry so much about her, I worry to death
Fm7     Gm7
 I worry to death
           Fm7
I worry about her to death
Fm7     Gm7 Gm
 I worry to death


VERSE:
Fm
The other night I went and saw The Postal Service
                      Eb
Ben`s my friend but getting there was the worst

Trying to park and getting up the hill
                             Fm
And find a spot amongst the drunk kids staring at their cells

Standing at the back with the crowd of eight thousand
                  Eb
I thought of Ben when I met him in 2000

At a festival in Spain
                           Cm
He was on the small stage then and I didn`t know his name
                        Bb
Now he`s singing at the Greek and he`s busting moves
         Eb           Ab
And my legs were hurting and my feet were too
                Eb          Gm
I called him after, said I`ll skip the backstage hi/bye
                 Fm7     Fm
But thanks for the nice music and all the exercise
Fm7   Abm        Gm7
And we laughed and it was alright
             Fm7
And we laughed and it was alright
       Gm7 Gm7
And it was alright


VERSE:
        Fm
There`s a fine line between a middle-aged guy with a backstage pass
                      Eb
And a guy with a gut hanging around like a jackass

Everybody there was twenty years younger than me
                   Fm
I`ll leave with this, not my fondest memory

I carried my legs back down and then I gave
                Eb
My backstage passes to two cute asian girls

I drove to my place near Tahoe
                          Fm
Got in my hot tub and I thought well that`s how it goes

And it was quiet and I was listening to the crickets

And Ben`s still out there, selling lots of tickets
   Eb
And though I’m contented, there’s a tinge of competitiveness

But Ben`s my friend and I know he gets it
 Cm
Then in a couple of days my meltdown passed
 Bb                  Eb
Back to the studio doing twelve hours shifts

Singing a song about one thing or another
 Gm             Fm7      Ab Fm
Another day behind the microphone this summer


OUTRO:
 Fm       Gm7
This Tenderloin summer
        Fm7
This Tenderloin summer
        Gm7  Bbm Bbm
This Tenderloin summer
   Cm7
Ba ba ba
   Ab
Ba ba ba
   Cm
Ba ba ba




========================== CAPO: 1st FRET =========================



SONG:  BEN`S MY FRIEND
ARTIST: SUN KIL MOON
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM


         BEN`S MY FRIEND
          SUN KIL MOON

CAPO: 1st FRET

INTRO:
Em  Em  D  D

VERSE:
  Em
I woke up this morning, August 3rd
                    D
It`s been a pretty slow and uneventful summer

Went to visit a friend in Santa Fe
                    Em
Went to New Orleans and went to see my family

Woke up this morning and it occurred
                     D
I needed one more track to finish up my record

I was feeling out of fuel and uninspired
                          Bm
Laid on my bed, too hung, a little down, a little tired

Met my girl and we walked down Union Street
           D
I was scared and my head was in a bunch of places
              F#m
Bought a $350 pair of lampshades
        A           Em    G  G
And we ate at Perry`s and I ordered crab cakes

 G     F#m7 F#m
Blue crab cakes
      Em  G
Blue crab cakes
      F#m A
Blue crab cakes


VERSE:
            Bm
She said I seemed distracted and asked what was going on with me
                         D
I said I can`t explain it and it`s a middle age thing
                  F#m
She said okay and ate her eggs Benedict
           A           E     G  G
And I looked at the walls cluttered with sports bar shit

 G     F#m7
Sports bar shit
      Em7 G
Sports bar shit
      F#m7 Am7  Am7  Am7
Sports bar shit

   Bm7 Bm
Ba ba ba
   Am  Am7
Ba ba ba
   Bm7 Bm7
Ba ba ba

Em Em  D  D
Em Em  D  D


VERSE:
Em
Got on the phone and I called my mother
                          D
And called my father, talked a little bit with my sister

She`s got a new boyfriend, he`s a deer hunter

And she`s getting used to venison
Bm
And my dad`s still fighting with his girlfriend
A
About his flirting with the girls in Panera Bread
D
My mom is good but sounded out of breath
  F#m            Em    G
I worry so much about her, I worry to death
Em7     F#m7
 I worry to death
           Em7
I worry about her to death
Em7     F#m7 F#m
 I worry to death


VERSE:
Em
The other night I went and saw The Postal Service
                      D
Ben`s my friend but getting there was the worst

Trying to park and getting up the hill
                             Em
And find a spot amongst the drunk kids staring at their cells

Standing at the back with the crowd of eight thousand
                  D
I thought of Ben when I met him in 2000

At a festival in Spain
                           Bm
He was on the small stage then and I didn`t know his name
                        A
Now he`s singing at the Greek and he`s busting moves
         D            G
And my legs were hurting and my feet were too
                D          F#m
I called him after, said I`ll skip the backstage hi/bye
                 Em7     Em
But thanks for the nice music and all the exercise
Em7   Gm        F#m7
And we laughed and it was alright
             Em7
And we laughed and it was alright
       F#m7 F#m7
And it was alright


VERSE:
        Em
There`s a fine line between a middle-aged guy with a backstage pass
                      D
And a guy with a gut hanging around like a jackass

Everybody there was twenty years younger than me
                   Em
I`ll leave with this, not my fondest memory

I carried my legs back down and then I gave
                D
My backstage passes to two cute asian girls

I drove to my place near Tahoe
                          Em
Got in my hot tub and I thought well that`s how it goes

And it was quiet and I was listening to the crickets

And Ben`s still out there, selling lots of tickets
   D
And though I’m contented, there’s a tinge of competitiveness

But Ben`s my friend and I know he gets it
 Bm
Then in a couple of days my meltdown passed
 A                   D
Back to the studio doing twelve hours shifts

Singing a song about one thing or another
 F#m            Em7      G Em
Another day behind the microphone this summer


OUTRO:
 Em       F#m7
This Tenderloin summer
        Em7
This Tenderloin summer
        F#m7 Am Am
This Tenderloin summer
   Bm7
Ba ba ba
   G
Ba ba ba
   Bm
Ba ba ba

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