Em      G        Em9  G6   
E|--------3-------| 2-----------0--|
B|----0-----0-----|--0-----3-------|
G|------0-------0-|------0---------|
D|----2-------0---|----2-------0---| (3x)
A|----------------|----------------|
E|0-------3-------| 0-------3------|

 Em      G6       Emadd4  G7M
E|------------0---|----------------|
B|----0---3-------| 0--------------|
G|------0---0-----|----2---0-------|
D|----2-------0---|----2-------4---|
A|----------------|------------2---|
E|0-------3-------| 0-------3------|

                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  F#7(11)  G6  Em )
( Em  F#7(11)  G6  Em )

         Em        F#7(11)
then the sky turns black
        G6                       Em 
and it cracks with a thundering voice
                 Em                             F#7(11)
work is what you are when you’re breathing in and out
                G6                  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  F#7(11)  G6  Em )
( Em  F#7(11)  G6  Em )

         Em        F#7(11)
then the sky turns black
        G6                       Em 
and it cracks with a thundering voice
                 Em                             F#7(11)
work is what you are when you’re breathing in and out
                G6                  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