Capo 2
Hardest [G]work that ever I done, was done beneath that burning sun
Hauling that [D]tobacco around t[G]o cure.
I would chop that wicked weed til my hands and fingers bleed
Working like a[D] mule maybe mo[G]re
We've been[C] farming on this land since [G]1810
Through [Em]flood, drought and p[C]estilence and w[D]ar
Now I [G]sure am sad to say that I lived to see this day
And we don't grow [D]tobacco around here no m[G]ore!
Chorus:
We don't [C]grow, we don't [G]grow
Oh, it's still the only work we'll ever k[D]now
Well, we don't [C]grow, we don't [G]grow
We don't grow [D]tobacco around here no m[G]ore!
Grandpa [G]told me this, I know Change is coming won't be slow
Knocking just like a[D] thunder at the [G]door
Barren fields are all around, empty barns just falling down
Well Iron weeds [D]coming up through the[G] floor
Once we [C]growed it by the pound Now the [G]kids all moved to town
And [Em]all that's left are [C]elderly and [D]poor
Now I [G]sure am sad to say That I will live to see this day
And we don't grow [D]tobacco around here no[G] more
We don't [C]grow, we don't [G]grow
Oh, it's still the only work we'll ever k[D]now
Well, we don't [C]grow, we don't [G]grow
We don't grow [D]tobacco around here no m[G]ore!
Whoooo yes I sure am sad to say This way of life has gone away
Now that we don't grow t[D]obacco around here no [G]more
Well, No we don't grow [D]tobacco around here no [G]more!
Hardest [G]work that ever I done, was done beneath that burning sun
Hauling that [D]tobacco around t[G]o cure.
I would chop that wicked weed til my hands and fingers bleed
Working like a[D] mule maybe mo[G]re
We've been[C] farming on this land since [G]1810
Through [Em]flood, drought and p[C]estilence and w[D]ar
Now I [G]sure am sad to say that I lived to see this day
And we don't grow [D]tobacco around here no m[G]ore!
Chorus:
We don't [C]grow, we don't [G]grow
Oh, it's still the only work we'll ever k[D]now
Well, we don't [C]grow, we don't [G]grow
We don't grow [D]tobacco around here no m[G]ore!
Grandpa [G]told me this, I know Change is coming won't be slow
Knocking just like a[D] thunder at the [G]door
Barren fields are all around, empty barns just falling down
Well Iron weeds [D]coming up through the[G] floor
Once we [C]growed it by the pound Now the [G]kids all moved to town
And [Em]all that's left are [C]elderly and [D]poor
Now I [G]sure am sad to say That I will live to see this day
And we don't grow [D]tobacco around here no[G] more
We don't [C]grow, we don't [G]grow
Oh, it's still the only work we'll ever k[D]now
Well, we don't [C]grow, we don't [G]grow
We don't grow [D]tobacco around here no m[G]ore!
Whoooo yes I sure am sad to say This way of life has gone away
Now that we don't grow t[D]obacco around here no [G]more
Well, No we don't grow [D]tobacco around here no [G]more!
