Jason Isbell - God is a working man

I need a ^Dwhole new set of problems Said the ^Gpreacher to the thief I've seen ^Dnothing here but miracles And it's ^Eshaking my ^Abelief And if ^Deverything's a miracle The ^Gsaints are just a mob And the ^Dman who works the wonders is just ^Atrying to do his ^Djob

Hail to the ^Gworking man, my son Up there ^Dtrying to get it done When ^Aevery horse needs water and ^Devery weed needs ^D7sun Hail to the^G working man, my friend He won't ^Dclock out til the end When ^Devery saint and ^Asinner's race is ^Grun ^D

My ^Dgrandpa was a preacher The ^GPentecostal kind And they ^Dtake the lord so seriously you'd ^Ethink they'd lost their ^Aminds They ^Dpray out loud, speak in tongues And ^Gsome might take up snakes But my ^Dgrandpa was a working man And he ^Anever took a ^Dbreak

Hail to the ^Gworking man like pop Never ^Dsaw him drink a drop He ^Aknew what I was up to, but he ^Ddidn't call the ^D7cops Hail to the^G working man on high Give us ^Dplenty fish to fry He might ^Djudge you but he'll ^Anever make you ^Gstop ^D

Well I've ^Dstood on every corner Said the ^Gthief for his reply And I've ^Dnever seen a miracle Not ^Eone I've recogn^Aized But ^Dway up in the northland Where the ^Gweather goes berserk And the ^Dsun stays up til midnight, boy There's ^Aplenty time to ^Dwork

Hail to the ^Gworking man, my son Up there ^Dtrying to get it done When ^Aevery horse needs water and ^Devery weed needs ^D7sun Hail to the^G working man, my friend He won't ^Dclock out till the end When ^Devery saint and ^Asinners race ^Gis run ^D When ^Devery saint and ^Asinners race ^Gis run ^D