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I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
F C F C
Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days
F C F C
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
F C F C
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
F C
Call it one drink too many
Am C
Call it pride of a man
F C Am C
But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand
F C
Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin
F C
Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grin
F C Am C
We do it over and over and over again
F C Am C
We do it over and over and over again
FAm
Oh -oh
CCmaj7
Oh -oh
FAmCCmaj7
Oh -oh -oh -oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
F Am
I know there's California Oklahoma
C Cmaj7
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
F
Down in the valley with
Am
Whiskey rivers
C Cmaj7
These are the places you will find me hidin'
F Am
These are the places I will always go
C Cmaj7
These are the places I will always go
F
I am on my way
Am
I am on my way
C Cmaj7
I am on my way back to where I started
FAmCCmaj7
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Continue in background
One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls
I hear your name
I saw your face in the crowd and you came out
You saw me walkin'
You got a sign on the door and it reads to me
Just like the grass and the sun and the
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
FAm
I am on my way
CC
I am on my way
I am on my way back to where I started
California Oklahoma
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers
These are the places you will find me hidin'
FAm
These are the places I will always go
FC
These are the places I will always go
So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways