The Great Depression Ukulele chords by Willi Carlisle

Key: D

Intro:

D G D G
D G A D


Verse 1:
         D              G             D
There is trouble in the darksome sky, he saw it as a boy
     G                D             A
From great-grandad's covered wagon, from the crux of Illinois
        D              G            D
For the promise of the daffodils amongst the hard limestone
     G                 D              A       D
They carved the die of fortune out of buffalo bones

Chorus:
         G                 G              D                 A
They all wandered o'er the salty seas the prairies wide and more
        G              G                  D              A   A7
Just to make a foolish man like me that's darkenin' your door
       D                G                    D          G
If the Great Depression made us, there is no need to despair
        D               G            A         A7         D
I won't waste a single moment of the work that brought us here


Verse 2:
         D               G                D
From the needle-prickin' mothers who were never taught to read
       G               D              A
To the barefoot hungry soldiers that enlisted at sixteen
    D                     G                  D
Oh in my dumb debasement, I still find great relief
     G              D                A                  D
That on the lam and on the dole they counted themselves free


Chorus:
       G                   G            D                  A
I have hustled towards the overpass to sleep there in the rain
       G                G              D                    A   A7
I have settled with my pocketknife and carved out all their names
       D                G                    D          G
If the Great Depression made us, there is no need to despair
        D               G            A         A7         D
I won't waste a single moment of the work that brought me here


Verse 3:
         D                G              D
From the jailhouse on the border, to the hold beneath the ship
       G                  D              A                    A7
To the weed-fields out in Oregon, to the first night that we kissed
         D              G                D
From the dungeon of the coalmine to the brightest factory floor
   G              D              A                D
To win our kin a better life is still worth dying for


Chorus:
        G               G            D                 A
I still cry my eyes out every time I dare to touch the spirit
       G                 G           D                   A     A7
And if this is our small lot in life I'll love it like I mean it
    D                    G              D             G
The blood is strong with victory that brought us our despair
        D               G             A         A7         D
I won't waste a single moment of the love that's buried here


Outro:
    D                    G              D             G
If the great depression made us, there is no need to despair
        D               G             A         A7         D
I won't waste a single moment of the love that brought me here




** Note the rit. slowdown in the outro.