Difficulty
Intermediate 💪
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🎸 Verse 1: A Daddy born poor Mama was too A Walkin' through the snow, plastic bags on their shoes A Papa sellin' houses, sleepin' in a car A Poor baby's in the backseat underneath the stars 🎸 Chorus: A Well, hey, hey A Just work a little harder A Hey, hey A Punchin' that clock A With work and prayer and a little bit of luck G# Make so much money, need a ten tonne truck A Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha A Ha-ha-ha-ha A Ha-ha-ha
🎸 Verse 2: A Well, the bank took the house when Daddy lost his job A Put a hitch on the back of Mama's little silver Dodge A Drove with nothin' but our clothes and guitar A Right down to Nashville, gonna be big stars 🎸 Chorus: A Hey, hey A Just work a little harder A Hey, hey A Punchin' that clock A With work and prayer and a little bit of luck A G# Make so much money, need a ten tonne truck A Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha A Ha-ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha 🎸 Verse 3: A Well, you scratch and you claw and you try to make a livin' A Pay dues, get moved right back to the beginning A When the pie gets bigger everybody wants a slice A What I've been cookin' since back in '89 🎸 Chorus: A Well, hey, hey A Just work a little harder A Hey, hey A Punchin' that clock A With work and prayer and a little bit of luck A G# Make so much money, need a ten tonne truck A Well, ha-ha-ha-ha A Ha-ha-ha-ha A Ha-ha-ha A Ha-ha-ha-ha A Ha-ha-ha-ha A Ha-ha-ha
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