Tono: D
Introducción:
D
Well, now boys, I've been to Bethlehem.
G
Rode there on a big steam train.
D
Lost two fingers in the steel mills.
A D
And I ain't goin' back again.
D
I fought for my country,
G
Lord knows, I did my best.
D
Crawlin' 'cross some foreign field,
A D
They pinned a ribbon to my chest.
G D
So, pass around the bottle, boys, Let's talk about old times.
D A E
Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin, Here on the welfare line.
D
Served on the Georgia Road Gang.
G
Couldn't pay the debts I owed.
D
'Cause I ain't made of silver,
A D
And I ain't never seen no gold.
D
I still remember Rachael,
G
Soft as a velvet gown.
D
They layed her in the pauper's grave,
A D
On the other side of town.
G D
So, pass around the bottle, boys, Let's talk about old times.
D A E
Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin, Here on the welfare line.
D
Now some folks are born to money,
G
You know I wish them well.
D
If the devil should ever want my soul,
A D
I swear I'd never sell.