Chords for Johnny Cash - Working Man Blues (The Best Of The Johnny Cash TV Show)
Tempo:
100.2 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
C
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] [F] Hello, I'm Johnny Cash.
Hello, my friends.
Hello, Bill Walker.
Hello, Mama.
Hello, Merle Haggard.
I hope you don't mind me singing another one of your songs.
This is a song about the working man.
As Tony Joe's gonna tell you a little later, there's all kinds of blues.
But the lowdownest kind of blues, I believe, is the working man's blues.
Well, it's a big job just getting by with nine kids and a wife.
But I've been a working man's dang year all my life.
And I keep [Bb] on working, working, working, long as my two hands are [F] fed to you.
[C] I drink a little beer in a tavern, [Bb] sing a little bit of the [F] working man's blues.
Look out, David Kelly.
I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day.
Get a little tired on the weekends after I draw my paper.
But I go [Bb] back to work, working, working.
Monday morning I'm right [F] back with the crew.
I [C] drink a little beer in a tavern [Bb] and sing a little [F] bit of the working man's blues.
Sometimes I think about leaving and doing a little bumming around.
Throw all my bills out the window and catch a train to another town.
But I go [Bb] back to work, working, working.
Gotta buy them kids a new [F] parachute.
[C] I drink a little beer in a [Bb] tavern and cry a [F] little bit of the working man's blues.
Hey, hey, hey, there, working man, working man like me.
Never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be.
Cause [Bb] I'll be working, working, working, long as my two hands are fed to [F] you.
[C] I drink a little beer in a tavern [Bb] and sing a little bit of the working [F] man's blues.
This song was for the working man and all his folks.
Hello, my friends.
Hello, Bill Walker.
Hello, Mama.
Hello, Merle Haggard.
I hope you don't mind me singing another one of your songs.
This is a song about the working man.
As Tony Joe's gonna tell you a little later, there's all kinds of blues.
But the lowdownest kind of blues, I believe, is the working man's blues.
Well, it's a big job just getting by with nine kids and a wife.
But I've been a working man's dang year all my life.
And I keep [Bb] on working, working, working, long as my two hands are [F] fed to you.
[C] I drink a little beer in a tavern, [Bb] sing a little bit of the [F] working man's blues.
Look out, David Kelly.
I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day.
Get a little tired on the weekends after I draw my paper.
But I go [Bb] back to work, working, working.
Monday morning I'm right [F] back with the crew.
I [C] drink a little beer in a tavern [Bb] and sing a little [F] bit of the working man's blues.
Sometimes I think about leaving and doing a little bumming around.
Throw all my bills out the window and catch a train to another town.
But I go [Bb] back to work, working, working.
Gotta buy them kids a new [F] parachute.
[C] I drink a little beer in a [Bb] tavern and cry a [F] little bit of the working man's blues.
Hey, hey, hey, there, working man, working man like me.
Never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be.
Cause [Bb] I'll be working, working, working, long as my two hands are fed to [F] you.
[C] I drink a little beer in a tavern [Bb] and sing a little bit of the working [F] man's blues.
This song was for the working man and all his folks.
Key:
F
Bb
C
Cm
F
Bb
C
Cm
[Cm] _ [F] Hello, I'm Johnny Cash. _ _ _
Hello, my friends. _ _ _ _ _
_ Hello, Bill Walker. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Hello, Mama. _ _ _
Hello, Merle Haggard.
I hope you don't mind me singing another one of your songs. _
_ _ This is a song about the working man. _
As Tony Joe's gonna tell you a little later, there's all kinds of blues.
But the lowdownest kind of blues, I believe, is the working man's blues. _
_ _ Well, it's a big job just getting by with nine kids and a wife.
_ But I've been a working man's dang year all my life.
And I keep [Bb] on working, working, working, long as my two hands are [F] fed to you. _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] I drink a little beer in a tavern, [Bb] sing a little bit of the [F] working man's blues.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Look out, David Kelly.
_ _ _ _ _ I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day.
Get a little tired on the weekends after I draw my paper.
But I go [Bb] back to work, working, working.
Monday morning I'm right [F] back with the crew. _ _ _ _ _
I [C] drink a little beer in a tavern [Bb] and sing a little [F] bit of the working man's blues. _ _ _ _
_ _ Sometimes I think about leaving and doing a little bumming around.
Throw all my bills out the window and catch a train to another town.
But I go [Bb] back to work, working, working. _
Gotta buy them kids a new [F] parachute. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] I drink a little beer in a [Bb] tavern and cry a [F] little bit of the working man's blues. _
Hey, hey, hey, there, working man, working man like me.
Never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be.
Cause [Bb] I'll be working, working, working, long as my two hands are fed to [F] you. _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] I drink a little beer in a tavern [Bb] and sing a little bit of the working [F] man's blues.
This song was for the working man and all his folks. _ _ _ _
Hello, my friends. _ _ _ _ _
_ Hello, Bill Walker. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Hello, Mama. _ _ _
Hello, Merle Haggard.
I hope you don't mind me singing another one of your songs. _
_ _ This is a song about the working man. _
As Tony Joe's gonna tell you a little later, there's all kinds of blues.
But the lowdownest kind of blues, I believe, is the working man's blues. _
_ _ Well, it's a big job just getting by with nine kids and a wife.
_ But I've been a working man's dang year all my life.
And I keep [Bb] on working, working, working, long as my two hands are [F] fed to you. _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] I drink a little beer in a tavern, [Bb] sing a little bit of the [F] working man's blues.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Look out, David Kelly.
_ _ _ _ _ I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day.
Get a little tired on the weekends after I draw my paper.
But I go [Bb] back to work, working, working.
Monday morning I'm right [F] back with the crew. _ _ _ _ _
I [C] drink a little beer in a tavern [Bb] and sing a little [F] bit of the working man's blues. _ _ _ _
_ _ Sometimes I think about leaving and doing a little bumming around.
Throw all my bills out the window and catch a train to another town.
But I go [Bb] back to work, working, working. _
Gotta buy them kids a new [F] parachute. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] I drink a little beer in a [Bb] tavern and cry a [F] little bit of the working man's blues. _
Hey, hey, hey, there, working man, working man like me.
Never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be.
Cause [Bb] I'll be working, working, working, long as my two hands are fed to [F] you. _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] I drink a little beer in a tavern [Bb] and sing a little bit of the working [F] man's blues.
This song was for the working man and all his folks. _ _ _ _