Bob McGee - Working man

It's a ^DWorking Man I am, and I've ^Gbeen down under - ^Dground, and I sw^Dear to God, if I ever see the ^Asun, Or for ^Dany length of time, I can ^Ghold it in my ^Dmind, I n^Dever again will ^Ago down under - ^Dground.

At the ^Dage of sixteen years, oh he ^Gquarrels with his ^Dpeers, Who vowed they'd never see another ^Aone, In the ^Ddark recess of the mine, Where you ^Gage before your ^Dtime, and The ^Dcoal dust lies ^Aheavy on your ^Dlungs.

At the ^Dage of sixty four, ^GOld will greet you at the ^Ddoor, and He'll ^Dgent ly lead you by the ^Aarm, Through the ^Ddark recess of the mine, ^GOld will take you back in ^Dtime, and D He'll ^Dtell you of the ^Ahardships that were ^Dhad.

I n^Dever again will ^Ago down under - ^Gground.^D