Larry Fleet

Working Man

Larry Fleet


Tom: G

C D G Em C D G

[Verse]
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4am, lord don't it come way too soon.  Ya think by now it'd be somethin' you'd be used to.  So put on the
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coffee, turn on the news.  It's gonna be hot as hell, but at least the skies are blue.  You're clockin' in,
                 D                   G
wore out, but ya do what ya gotta do.

[Chorus]
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I know you're tired, I know you're hurtin'.  I know you're broke down to the bone.  But your bills are paid
               G              D                     C               Em               C             G      G/F#
and there's smilin' faces, waitin' on you at home.  It ain't always easy.  It ain't ever like ya planned, ah
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but man, ain't it workin', workin' man.

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
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Now you're goin' home, while the sun's goin' down.  You're still miles away, but you can already hear the
  D                     G        C                          G
sound....of a little voice, sayin' 'daddy come out and play'.  So ya steal a couple more minutes from a damn
      D                    C                       D                   G
good day.  You're clockin' in, wore out, wouldn't want it any other way.

[Chorus]
                 C                      G                           D            G             C
I know you're tired, I know you're hurtin'.  I know you're broke down to the bone.  But your bills are paid
               G              D                     C               Em               C             G      G/F#
and there's smilin' faces, waitin' on you at home.  It ain't always easy.  It ain't ever like ya planned, ah
     Em            D               G
but man, ain't it workin', workin' man.

[Instrumental]
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[Bridge]
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It's the sweat, and blood and bruises...calloused hands, hard as can be.  There's bread on the table, and
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presents under the tree.

[Chorus]
                 C                      G                           D            G             C
I know you're tired, I know you're hurtin'.  I know you're broke down to the bone.  But your bills are paid
               G              D                     C               Em               C             G      G/F#
and there's smilin' faces, waitin' on you at home.  It ain't always easy.  It ain't ever like ya planned, ah
     Em            D               G
but man, ain't it workin', workin' man.

C               Em               C             G      G/F#    Em            D                G
It ain't always easy.  It ain't ever like ya planned, ah but man, ain't it workin', workin' man.

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