Waylon Jennings - Workin cheap

Every si^Fnce the day i was big enough to put my pants on^C by myself You could find me ^Fsomewhere with the radio turned on ^C Then one nigh^Ft i gave my heart to an old beat^C up guitar It never^F left my arms till i w^Gas almost grown ^C

I had to t^Fry my hand as a workin man,tried to be my d^Caddy's son But my mind was^F packed and gone and headed south ^C Momma sai^Fd i'll pray for you,then s^Che said goodbye To the only one^F out of seven th^Gat didn't work out ^C

Now i'm way down^F hear in dixie playing honky ton^Ck music Keepin' s^Gome joint a jumpin' every night of the week ^C Lord knows it'^Fs hard to keep a dance hall women happy ^C When you're d^Frinkin' a little too much and^G you're workin' cheap ^C

Well i a^Fin't done a thing i can brag about to anyone b^Cack home Just another n^Fight club singer with a real good band ^C If a jealous ^Fwoman don't kill me,and momma ke^Ceps on praying Someday i mi^Fght be more tha^Gn what i am ^C

When you're d^Frinkin' a little too much and^G you're workin' cheap ^C Thanks to David M. Potter (dmp12@cornell.edu) for the lyrics. Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr