Waylon Jennings - Workin cheap

Every si^Bnce the day i was big enough to put my pants on^A by myself You could find me ^Dsomewhere with the radio turned on ^A Then one nigh^Bt i gave my heart to an old beat^A up guitar It never^D left my arms till i w^Eas almost grown ^A

I had to t^Bry my hand as a workin man,tried to be my d^Aaddy's son But my mind was^D packed and gone and headed south ^A Momma sai^Bd i'll pray for you,then s^Ahe said goodbye To the only one^D out of seven th^Eat didn't work out ^A

Now i'm way down^D hear in dixie playing honky ton^Ak music Keepin' s^Eome joint a jumpin' every night of the week ^A Lord knows it'^Ds hard to keep a dance hall women happy ^A When you're d^Drinkin' a little too much and^E you're workin' cheap ^A

Well i a^Bin't done a thing i can brag about to anyone b^Aack home Just another n^Dight club singer with a real good band ^A If a jealous ^Bwoman don't kill me,and momma ke^Aeps on praying Someday i mi^Dght be more tha^En what i am ^A

When you're d^Drinkin' a little too much and^E you're workin' cheap ^A Thanks to David M. Potter (dmp12@cornell.edu) for the lyrics. Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr