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G                   
Great morning light splits through the chain
G                     C
Another day older and closer to the grave
    G                       C
I'm closer to the grave and come the dawn
  G                    D            G
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

G                    
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
G                          C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
G                              C
Trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
G                    D            G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn

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  G                          
I always love the feel of sweat on my shirt
G                    C 
Stand back, son, and let a man work
G                  C    
Let a man work, is that so wrong
  G                    D            G
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

G                    
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
G                          C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
         G                   C
What's a poor boy to do in a world gone wrong
G                    D            G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn

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G                   
Freedom, son, is a dirty shirt
    G                     C
The sun on my face and my shovel in the dirt
    G                            C
The shovel in the dirt keeps the devil gone
  G                    D            G
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

G                    
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
G                          C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
         G                       C
What's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song
  G                    D            G
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn
 
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         G                            
Gambling man rolls the dice, working man pays the bills
     G                        C
It's still fat and easy up on bankers hill
      G                        C
Up on bankers hill the party's going strong -
G                     D            G
Down here below we're shackled and drawn
 
G                    
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
G                          C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
G                              C
Trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
G                    D            G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn
 
G                    
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
G                          C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
         G                       C
What's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song
  G                    D            G
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn
 
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