Chris Ledoux - Working mans dollar

^AWell, I'm just a Workin' Man's Dollar ^{G D}In the pocket of his old blue jeans ^AI ain't like my Wall Street brother^{G D}He's in a bank so shiny and clean ^AWell, I'm faded and I'm wrinkled ^{G D}Tattered and stained with sweat

B^Aut I'm the 1st one called when Uncle Sa^Gm Needs a hand^D with the National Debt ^{A G D}

^AI've been wages for the farm ha^Gnd ^DFor drivin' an old John Deere ^AI've been laid on a bar in a tavern^{G D}To buy a workin' man an ice-cold beer ^AI've been tipped to a truck-stop waitress^{G D}Taped where I was torn

And in t^Ahe hand of a child I wa^Gs laid on a plate In a chur^Dch on Sunday morn ^{A A A A A}

^GThey say I'm the root of all evil I^D bring lust, power and greed B^Cut this Workin' Man's Dollar only^G buys the things A workin' man really needs^{A G D A G D}

^AWell, they say I'm worth about fifty-cents^G I^Dn this modern inflated age ^ABut don't tell that to the young ^Gman slavin' ^DTo make it on a minimum wage ^AOr that single workin' mother^G S^Dhe's been scapin' to make ends meet

To make a ^Ahouse a home Keep fo^God on the table And s^Dhoes on her baby's feet ^{A G D} Well, I k^Anow my days are numbered ^G I'm gettin' th^Dreadbare and wearin' thin And they'll^A replace me with another ^G But I'd do^D it all again Cuz I've seen ^Athis great big country ^G Passed from han^Dd to callused hand And I've g^Aot to say that I'm mighty^G proud That I belong ^Dto a workin' man ^{A A A A A}

^GThey say I'm the root of all evil I bring ^Dlust, power and greed But this Worki^Cn' Man's Dollar only ^Gbuys the things