The Highwaymen - Welfare Line Chords
Tempo:
82.45 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Dm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
Well now boys I've been to Bethlehem, rode there on a [G] big steam train, lost two [D] fingers
in the steel mills and I ain't going back again.
I fought for my country, Lord knows I did [G] my best, crawling across [D] some foreign field
they pinned a ribbon [Am] to [Dm] my chest.
[D] [G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as [A] sin here on the [D] welfare line.
Served on the Georgia road gang, couldn't pay the debts I [G] owe, cause I ain't made [D] of
silver and I ain't [A] ever seen [D] no gold.
I still remember Rachel, soft as a [G] velvet gown, they laid her [D] in the pauper's grave
on the [A] other [Dm] side of [D] town.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk [D] about old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as sin [A] here on [D] the welfare line.
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
Now some folks are born to money, you know I [G] wish them well, if the devil should [D] ever
want my soul, I [A] swear I'd never [D] sell.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as sin [A] here on the welfare [D] line.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as [A] sin here on the [D] welfare line.
Well now boys I've been to Bethlehem, rode there on a [G] big steam train, lost two [D] fingers
in the steel mills and I ain't going back again.
I fought for my country, Lord knows I did [G] my best, crawling across [D] some foreign field
they pinned a ribbon [Am] to [Dm] my chest.
[D] [G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as [A] sin here on the [D] welfare line.
Served on the Georgia road gang, couldn't pay the debts I [G] owe, cause I ain't made [D] of
silver and I ain't [A] ever seen [D] no gold.
I still remember Rachel, soft as a [G] velvet gown, they laid her [D] in the pauper's grave
on the [A] other [Dm] side of [D] town.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk [D] about old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as sin [A] here on [D] the welfare line.
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
Now some folks are born to money, you know I [G] wish them well, if the devil should [D] ever
want my soul, I [A] swear I'd never [D] sell.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as sin [A] here on the welfare [D] line.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as [A] sin here on the [D] welfare line.
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Well now boys I've been to Bethlehem, rode there on a [G] big steam train, lost two [D] fingers
in the steel mills and I ain't going back again.
I fought for my country, Lord knows I did [G] my best, crawling across [D] some foreign field
they pinned a ribbon [Am] to [Dm] my chest.
[D] [G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as [A] sin here on the [D] welfare line. _ _ _ _ _ _
Served on the Georgia road gang, couldn't pay the debts I [G] owe, cause I ain't made [D] of
silver and I ain't [A] ever seen [D] no gold.
I still remember Rachel, _ soft as a [G] velvet gown, they laid her [D] in the pauper's grave
on the [A] other [Dm] side of [D] town.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk [D] about old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as sin [A] here on [D] the welfare line.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Now some folks are born to money, you know I [G] wish them well, if the devil should [D] ever
want my soul, I [A] swear I'd never [D] sell.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as sin [A] here on the welfare [D] line.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as [A] sin here on the [D] welfare line. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well now boys I've been to Bethlehem, rode there on a [G] big steam train, lost two [D] fingers
in the steel mills and I ain't going back again.
I fought for my country, Lord knows I did [G] my best, crawling across [D] some foreign field
they pinned a ribbon [Am] to [Dm] my chest.
[D] [G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as [A] sin here on the [D] welfare line. _ _ _ _ _ _
Served on the Georgia road gang, couldn't pay the debts I [G] owe, cause I ain't made [D] of
silver and I ain't [A] ever seen [D] no gold.
I still remember Rachel, _ soft as a [G] velvet gown, they laid her [D] in the pauper's grave
on the [A] other [Dm] side of [D] town.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk [D] about old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as sin [A] here on [D] the welfare line.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Now some folks are born to money, you know I [G] wish them well, if the devil should [D] ever
want my soul, I [A] swear I'd never [D] sell.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as sin [A] here on the welfare [D] line.
[G] So pass around the bottle boy, let's talk about [D] old times, night's rolling in, it's
cold as [A] sin here on the [D] welfare line. _ _ _ _ _ _
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