Taylor James - Millworker, аккорды

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Millworker
Words and Music by James Taylor
(c) 1979 Country Road Music

D
 
C/D
 
D
D
      
A/D
               
D
          
G/D
             
A/D
Now my grandfather was a sailor, he blew in off the water
D
               
A/D
         
G/D
           
A/D
My father was a farmer and I, his only daughter,
D
               
A/D
                  
G/D
            
A/D
took up with a no-good millworking man from Massachusetts
    
D
                  
A/D
         
G/D
                   
A/D
       
D
who dies from too much whiskey and leaves me these three faces to feed
D
 
Csus2
 
G6/B
 
A7sus4

A/D
               
D
   
G/D
             
A/D
Mill-work ain't easy; mill-work ain't hard
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A/D
            
G/D
          
A/D
Mill-work, it ain't nothing but an awful boring job
    
D
             
A/D
          
G/D
                 
A/D
I'm waiting for a day dream to take me through the morning
    
D
             
A/D
               
G/D
          
A/D
            
D
and put me in my coffee break where I can have a sandwich and remember

          
C
(addD)                   
G6/B
Then it's me and my machine for the rest of the morning
        
Gm/Bb
                 
A7sus4
for the rest of the afternoon
                    
D
          
C/D
 
D
 
C/D
and the rest of my life

Now my mind begins to wander to the days back on the farm
I can see my father smiling at me, swingin' on his arm
I can hear my grand-dad's stories of the storms out on Lake Erie
where vessels and cargos and fortunes and sailor's lives were lost

Yes, but it's my life has been wasted, and I have been the fool
to let this manufacture use my body for a tool.
I can ride home in the evening, staring at my hands
swearing by my sorrow that a young girl ought to stand a better chance

   
C
(addD)                      
G6/B
So may I work the mills just as long as I am able
    
Gm/Bb
                    
A7sus4
              
D
and never meet the man whose name is on the label
      
C
(addD)                   
G6/B
It be me and my machine for the rest of the morning
        
Gm/Bb
                 
A7sus4
for the rest of the afternoon
                    
D
          
C/D
 
D
 
C/D
and the rest of my life
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A/D
:    xx0220
G/D
:    xx0433
Csus2
:  x3x03x
G6/B
:   x2x03x
Gm/Bb
:  x1x03x
A7sus4
: x02030
C
(add9):x32030
C/D
:    xx0010