Tom: Bb
G
Great morning light splits through the chain
C
Another day older and closer to the grave
G C
I'm closer to the grave and come the dawn
G D/F# G
I woke this morning shackled and drawn
G
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
G C
Trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
G D/F# G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn
G
I always love the feel of sweat on my shirt
C
Stand back, son, and let a man work
G C
Let a man work, is that so wrong
G D/F# G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn
G
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
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/F# G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn
G
Freedom, son, is a dirty shirt
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/F# G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn
G
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
G C
What's a poor boy to do, but keep singing his song
G D/F# G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn
G
Gambler man rolls the dice, working man pays the bills
C
It's still fat and easy up on bankers hill
G C
Up on bankers hill the party's going strong
Down here below we're shackled and drawn
G
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
G C
Trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
G D/F# G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn
G
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
C
Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
G C
What's a poor boy to do, but keep singing his song
G D/F# G
Woke up this morning shackled and drawn
