Intro stays on an A

A
Well, she's waiting for the bus down on the boulevard
D             A            E
Pretty little working girl
             F#                               D 
She ain't got no fancy clothes don't drive no fancy car
          A               E      A 
She's the waitress at the bar and grill


             D
She's on her own now
            A
He left and went away
          F#
He really broke her heart
               E
It just worked out that way

(CHORUS)
          A    D       E   A   D          A         E
Well, all over and all o---ver things are tough all over
          F#           D    E                                 A
Well, all over and all over things, things are tough all over

Well, he's drinking at the bar down by the old boat yard
He sits and he talks to strangers
The factory laid him off and life's been getting hard
It's enough to make a good man bad

He's got that look in his eye
There's just no words to say
It's tough to swallow your pride
Each and every day

(CHORUS)
F#                D              A
Heres one for the broken hearted
F#                 D                  A
It's tough just to get things started
    E
All over again, all over again

He's got that look in his eye
There's just no words to say
It's tough to swallow your pride
Each and every day

(CHORUS)

Things are tough all over
Things are tough all over
Things are tough all over
Things are tough all over...