F G C
[Verse]
C F G
My life with trouble goes back to the candy
F C Dm G
That I stole from Jessie Walker's country store
C F C
A penny seperated me from choosing sides with honesty
F G C
And I just got tired of being poor
G C
Some folks eat their supper off of silver
G C
And the only world they'll ever know is wealth
D G
But I can't blame the rich folks for these big stone walls
D G
This prison is the doings of myself
C F G
Freedom ran away from me at twenty-three
F C Dm G
I broke the lock on one to many doors
C
My hungry hands would not behave
F C
When they got close to things they crave
F G C
I just got tired of bein' poor
[Instrumental]
F G C
[Verse]
C F G
I remember Willie Jack who laughed at me
F C Dm G
And the talking about the ragged clothes I wore
C F C
That's when Willie got a taste of all knuckles in his face
F G C
I just got tired of bein' poor
G C
Some folks eat their supper off of silver
G C
And the only world they'll ever know is wealth
D G
But I can't blame the rich folks for these big stone walls
D G
This prison is the doings of myself
C F G
Freedom ran away from me at twenty-three
F C Dm G
I broke the lock on one to many doors
C
My hungry hands would not behave
F C
When they got close to things they crave
F G C
I just got tired of bein' poor
F G C
I just got tired of bein' poor
