Chords for Sawmill Joe - Recession Blues LIVE in the MetRadio Studio

_ _ _ _ This [Am] song is called a [D] recession blues
_ _ _ _ _ Work at the sawmill we get really slow there in the winter occasionally we get laid off [G] for a week or two at a time _ _ _ _ _
And during one of those layoffs I wrote this song.
It's about the economic [D] recessions.
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_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ I'm having trouble dialing this one in here.
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_ [G] _ [F#] _ Here you go, recession [D] blues.
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_ [G] _ _ Boy, oh boy, what you [D] gonna do now, Lord?
[C] You ain't got a meal for your soul anyway
Got no grass on to feed your cattle
[D] Your pivot's blown south, [C] boy
You're looking under ditching [G] your ground _ _
_ _ _ Working man, working man
On how you gonna survive, boy
[C] No matter how you struggle and strive
You [D] just can't get [G] by on your nine to five
[D] And you ask yourself how [C] come
You ask another [G] man why _
_ _ _ I [F] love you a little farther down [G] the road
Ain't [C] no poor girl gonna ride up [G] in your city
Oh, [F] there's people slatching their way [G] around the toe
_ [Am] Ain't nothing like a slug [C] on the out
And their sides have all [G] grown cold _ _ _ _
Ladies, [D] man, ladies, man
Oh, well, you [Gm] know you done wrong, [C] Lord
You stole a man's woman
And you stole my song
[G] And you slipped right away, Lord
You moved right along
[D] But I'm on your trail, Turner
[C] I'm gonna catch up with you [G] for long _ _ _ _ _
Greatest man, oh, great man
Oh, won't you feel [D] my pain
Oh, Lord, [C] no, please don't toss me off this train
[G] I ain't got no home
I ain't got no name
Just [A] a half a pint of [C] whiskey and a fly
Time for sorrow and [G] shame
I _ _ _ love [C] you a little farther down [G] the road
Ain't no [C] poor girl gonna ride up [G] in your city
Oh, there's [F] people slatching their way [G] around the toe
[Am] Ain't nothing like a slug on [C] the out
And their sides have all [G] grown [D] cold
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_ _ _ _ Preacher man, preacher [D]
man
Oh, won't you show me the light
I've [C] been fussing and fighting with the bums all night
They're [G] badly strong, Lord
Or badly surprised
I [D] wish the Lord would smite my [C] foe
With his heavenly [G] might
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_ _ _ _ Banker man, banker man
Oh, won't you spare me a meal
I [C] said I ain't got the strength or desire to steal
Lord, [D] I slept in the farm, baby
I slept in the fields
I got a hunger deep down [C] inside
That I just [D] can't conceive _
_ _ _ I [F] love you a little farther down that [G] road
_ Ain't no [C] poor girl gonna ride [D] up in your city
Oh, there's [F] people scratching everywhere [G] I'm told
Ain't [Am] nothing like a slug on [C] the out
And their sides [Am] have all grown [G] cold
_ Oh, there's [A] nothing like a slug on [C] the out
And their sides have [A] all grown [G] _ cold _ _ _ _
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