-Standard Tuning-
-Capo Third Fret-
[Intro] (No guitar)
Everyday-ay-ay-ay-ay-ya
[Verse 1]
Pe[D]nelope [G]works in the [D]market
Down in the[G] coconut [D]trees
She's saving up[G] all her [D]money
To go to America a[G]cross the [D]sea
[Verse 2]
She once had an uncle
He lived in Detroit town
They got all his post cards
But his body has never been found
[Pre-Chorus]
To this [D]day-ay-[G]ay-ay-[D]ay-ya
To this [D]day-ay-[G]ay-ay-[D]ya
[Verse 3]
She got a job as a domestic
Workin' for the minimum wage
All her friends back home in Jamaica
They say, 'You really got it made in the shade'
[Verse 4]
But they don't see her sweat and grind
And her bended on her knees
She wishes she was back in Jamaica
Beneath the coconut trees
[Chorus] (x2)
Every[D]day-ay-[G]ay-ay-[D]ay-ya
Every[D]day-ay-[G]ay-ay-[D]ya
[Instrumental]
D, G, D (x4)
[Chorus]
[Verse 5]
Penelope's back in the market
She found what it was all about
Oh no, she doesn't regret it
She's just glad that she got out
[Verse 6]
But others aren't so lucky
They're there till the day they die
Trapped in steel and concrete
No beach No moon No sky
[Chorus]
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
-Capo Third Fret-
[Intro] (No guitar)
Everyday-ay-ay-ay-ay-ya
[Verse 1]
Pe[D]nelope [G]works in the [D]market
Down in the[G] coconut [D]trees
She's saving up[G] all her [D]money
To go to America a[G]cross the [D]sea
[Verse 2]
She once had an uncle
He lived in Detroit town
They got all his post cards
But his body has never been found
[Pre-Chorus]
To this [D]day-ay-[G]ay-ay-[D]ay-ya
To this [D]day-ay-[G]ay-ay-[D]ya
[Verse 3]
She got a job as a domestic
Workin' for the minimum wage
All her friends back home in Jamaica
They say, 'You really got it made in the shade'
[Verse 4]
But they don't see her sweat and grind
And her bended on her knees
She wishes she was back in Jamaica
Beneath the coconut trees
[Chorus] (x2)
Every[D]day-ay-[G]ay-ay-[D]ay-ya
Every[D]day-ay-[G]ay-ay-[D]ya
[Instrumental]
D, G, D (x4)
[Chorus]
[Verse 5]
Penelope's back in the market
She found what it was all about
Oh no, she doesn't regret it
She's just glad that she got out
[Verse 6]
But others aren't so lucky
They're there till the day they die
Trapped in steel and concrete
No beach No moon No sky
[Chorus]
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]