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Welfare Line
D
Well, now boys, I've been to Bethlehem.
G
Rode there on a big steam train.
D
Lost two fingers in the steel mills.
A D
And I ain't goin' back again.
D
I fought for my country,
G
Lord knows, I did my best.
D
Crawlin' 'cross some foreign field,
A D
They pinned a ribbon to my chest.
Chorus:
G D
So, pass around the bottle, boys, Let's talk about old times.
D A E
Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin, Here on the welfare line.
D Served on the Georgia Road Gang. G Couldn't pay the debts I owed. D 'Cause I ain't made of silver, A D And I ain't never seen no gold. D I still remember Rachael, G Soft as a velvet gown. D They layed her in the pauper's grave, A D On the other side of town. Chorus: G D So, pass around the bottle, boys, Let's talk about old times. D A E Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin, Here on the welfare line. D Now some folks are born to money, G You know I wish them well. D If the devil should ever want my soul, A D I swear I'd never sell.
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