Bruce Springsteen - Shackled and drawn

^FGreat morning light splits through the chain ^FAnother day older and ^Fcloser to the grave I'm ^Fcloser to the grave and ^Fcome the dawn I ^Fwoke up this morning ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn

^FShackled and drawn, shackled and drawn ^FPick up the rock, son, and ^Fcarry it on ^FTrudging through the dark in a ^Fworld gone wrong ^FWoke up this morning ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn

I ^Falways love the feel of sweat on my shirt ^FStand back, son, and ^Flet a man work ^FLet a man work, is ^Fthat so wrong I ^Fwoke up this morning ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn

^FShackled and drawn, shackled and drawn ^FPick up the rock, son, and ^Fcarry it on What's a ^Fpoor boy to do in a ^Fworld gone wrong ^FWoke up this morning ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn

^FFreedom, son, is a dirty shirt The ^Fsun on my face and my ^Fshovel in the dirt The ^Fshovel in the dirt keeps the ^Fdevil gone I ^Fwoke up this morning ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn

^FShackled and drawn, shackled and drawn ^FPick up the rock, son, and ^Fcarry it on What's a ^Fpoor boy to do but keep ^Fsinging this song I ^Fwoke up this morning ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn

Gambling ^Fman rolls the dice, working man pays the bills It's ^Fstill fat and easy up on ^Fbankers hill Up on ^Fbankers hill the party's ^Fgoing strong - ^FDown here below we're ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn

^FShackled and drawn, shackled and drawn ^FPick up the rock, son, and ^Fcarry it on ^FTrudging through the dark in a ^Fworld gone wrong ^FWoke up this morning ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn

^FShackled and drawn, shackled and drawn ^FPick up the rock, son, and ^Fcarry it on What's a ^Fpoor boy to do but keep ^Fsinging this song I ^Fwoke up this morning ^Gshackled and ^Fdrawn