My Washington Woman chords and lyrics - KENNY ROGERS & THE FIRST EDITION

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[Verse 1]
[D]The[G] wa[A]ges[G] of[D] an[G][A][G][D]
unskilled [G]working man never [A]pay enough
From [D]time to time the [G]nickel race
keeps [A]him from giving up
The [D]blue -collared man in
[G]Seattle never [D]lives on
White
Collar
Street
[G]But there was[D] food on
the table for my
[G]Washington wo[A]man and [D]me[G]
The [D]work slowed down and [G]then one
day the [A]foreman laid me off
That [D]night in a tavern down to [G]my
last dime I met [A]a girl from
Arkansas
Her [D]daddy was a banker in
Little
[G]Rock
She had a [D]mansion on
White
Collar
[G]Street
The next [D]morning my
Washington wo[G]man woke
[A]up without me[D][B]
From [E]city to city and [A]state to state,
I [B]grew heavier with shame.
My
Wash[E]ington woman had [A]six months left
before [B]our child would bring her pain.
My
[E]Arkansas woman [A]hugged me
as we [E]crossed the
Arkansas [A]line
But the [E]arms of
Seattle, they're [A]arms that
kept [B]hugging [E]mine[A]
Three [E]years of best and expens[A]ive
wines taste [B]cheaper every day
I [E]gave up all the [A]things I love for
[B]all these things I hate
Locked [E]up all of her forgive[A]ness
the [E]day I set myself [A]free
And the [E]heart of my
Washington wo[A]man stopped
[B]beating [E]for [C#]me
[E]My
[F#]Washington woman [B]sends me a
letter every [C#]once in a while
[F#]Inside a folded word[B]less page
is [C#]a picture of my child
All at [F#]once the room [B]grows cold
with a [F#]feeling of jealousy
[B]And there's a [F#]silence between my
[C#]Arkansas woman an[F#]d me
[B][F#]