Jennings Waylon - Workin Cheap, аккорды

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******************** WORKIN' CHEAP *******************

written by Troy Seals and Max 
D
. Barnes

performed by Waylon Jennings.


Verse 1:
         
B
                                              
A
	Every since the day i was big enough to put my pants on by myself
                   
D
                                      
A
	You could find me somewhere with the radio turned on
              
B
                               
A
	Then one night i gave my heart to an old beat up guitar
         
D
                     
E
               
A
	It never left my arms till i was almost grown


Verse 2:
           
B
                                          
A
	I had to try my hand as a workin man,tried to be my daddy's son
                
D
                                    
A
	But my mind was packed and gone and headed south
          
B
                         
A
	Momma said i'll pray for you,then she said goodbye
                
D
               
E
                    
A
	To the only one out of seven that didn't work out


Chorus:
                 
D
                               
A
	Now i'm way down hear in dixie playing honky tonk music
          
E
                                              
A
	Keepin' some joint a jumpin' every night of the week
               
D
                                         
A
	Lord knows it's hard to keep a dance hall women happy
              
D
                            
E
                         
A
	When you're drinkin' a little too much and you're workin' cheap


Verse 3:
         
B
                                             
A
	Well i ain't done a thing i can brag about to anyone back home
               
D
                                         
A
	Just another night club singer with a real good band
              
B
                               
A
	If a jealous woman don't kill me,and momma keeps on praying
             
D
              
E
               
A
	Someday i might be more than what i am


Chorus.

              
D
                            
E
                         
A
	When you're drinkin' a little too much and you're workin' cheap

Thanks to David M. Potter ([email protected]) for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : [email protected]