Brown Bird Fingers To The Bone

tom: Em Em I’ve worked my fingers to the bone Em not a pretty little penny have I got to show Em I ain’t looking for much B just a little bit of rest by the side of the road Em I lift my voice to the forces above A the Lords of labor and the Goddess of love Em B ain’t I been a good, hard working ( Em Gb7 G Em ) ( Em Gb7 G Em ) Em Gb7 then the sky turns black G Em and it cracks with a thundering voice Em Gb7 work is what you are when you’re breathing in and out G Em til your final breath falls to the floor Em A so swing down that sledgehammer through the wood Em a little test of mind over flesh oughtta do you good get up off the ground A you can lay down when the day is done B and on the seventh day you can lay in the morning sun Em I want to make my home on a mountain high Em just me and my lover and the big old sky Em I ain’t asking for much B just a little bit of rest before the day that I die Em I lift my voice to the forces above A the Lords of labor and the Goddess of love Em B ain’t I been a good, hard working faithful servant and son ( Em Gb7 G Em ) ( Em Gb7 G Em ) Em Gb7 then the sky turns black G Em and it cracks with a thundering voice Em Gb7 work is what you are when you’re breathing in and out G Em til your final breath falls to the floor Em A so swing down that sledgehammer through the wood Em a little test of mind over flesh oughtta do you good get up off the ground A you can lay down when the day is done B and on the seventh day Em you can lay in the morning sun