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Intro:
AmAm
Left, right, left, right, left, right
Am
Gotta hit the ground before the moon comes down,
EmF
Get your beak into the dirt,
Am
'Cause the birds out there still waking up,
EmF
Are the last to get their worm,
Am
And even when the table's full
EmFAm
Only the foolish slow down
N.C.
I been around long enough to know there ain't enough to go 'round
Am
Been working to the bone
FC
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
FC
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
FC
Down the trail of the dead,
AmFC
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
AmGAm
And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Am
Left, right, left, right, left, right, all right
Am
Gotta grind to the slow times
EmF
'Cause thinking about the clock won't make the time fly
Am
When you're counting down the minutes adding up the hours given
EmF
Remember the fact that Friday isn't over just 'cause you think you finished up
Am
When you hear that whistle blow,
EmFAm
Only the weakest go home like that
N.C.
Pain don't put food on that plate
Am
Been working to the bone
FC
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
FC
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
FC
Down the trail of the dead,
AmFC
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am
Been working to the bone
FC
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
FC
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
FC
Down the trail of the dead,
AmFC
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
AmGAm
And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
GDm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
GDm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you die
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
GDm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
GDm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you diee
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
GDm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
GDm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you die
Am
Been working to the bone
FC
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
FC
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
FC
Down the trail of the dead,
Am N.C.
Sometimes those six feet look tempting, I gotta confess.
Am
Been working to the bone
FC
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
FC
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
FC
Down the trail of the dead,
AmFC
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
AmGAm
And only six feet between me and getting some rest