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Welfare Line - Highwaymen
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: prime-prine@hotmail.com
Tuning: Standard
Artist: The Highwaymen
Album: Highwayman
Year: 1985
Well, now [D]boys, I've been to Bethlehem.
Rode there on a big steam [G]train.
Lost two fingers in the [D]steel mills.
And I [A]ain't goin' back [D]again.
I [D]fought for my country,
Lord knows, I did my [G]best.
Crawlin' 'cross some [D]foreign field,
They [A]pinned a ribbon to my [D]chest.
Chorus:
[G]So, pass around the bottle, boys,
Let's talk about old [D]times.
Night's [D]rollin' in, it's cold as sin,
[A]Here on the welfare [D]line.
[D]Served on the Georgia Road Gang.
Couldn't pay the debts I [G]owed.
'Cause I'm ain't made of [D]silver,
And I [A]ain't never seen no [D]gold.
[D]I still remember Rachael,
Soft as a velvet [G]gown.
They layed her in the [D]pauper's grave,
On the [A]other side of [D]town.
(Repeat Chorus)
Break:
[D] [G] [D] [A] [D]
Now [D]some folks are born to money,
You know I wish them [G]well.
If the devil should ever [D]want my soul,
I [A]swear I'd never [D]sell.
(Repeat Chorus 2x)
Welfare Line - Highwaymen
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: prime-prine@hotmail.com
Tuning: Standard
Artist: The Highwaymen
Album: Highwayman
Year: 1985
Well, now [D]boys, I've been to Bethlehem.
Rode there on a big steam [G]train.
Lost two fingers in the [D]steel mills.
And I [A]ain't goin' back [D]again.
I [D]fought for my country,
Lord knows, I did my [G]best.
Crawlin' 'cross some [D]foreign field,
They [A]pinned a ribbon to my [D]chest.
Chorus:
[G]So, pass around the bottle, boys,
Let's talk about old [D]times.
Night's [D]rollin' in, it's cold as sin,
[A]Here on the welfare [D]line.
[D]Served on the Georgia Road Gang.
Couldn't pay the debts I [G]owed.
'Cause I'm ain't made of [D]silver,
And I [A]ain't never seen no [D]gold.
[D]I still remember Rachael,
Soft as a velvet [G]gown.
They layed her in the [D]pauper's grave,
On the [A]other side of [D]town.
(Repeat Chorus)
Break:
[D] [G] [D] [A] [D]
Now [D]some folks are born to money,
You know I wish them [G]well.
If the devil should ever [D]want my soul,
I [A]swear I'd never [D]sell.
(Repeat Chorus 2x)
