The Workin' End Of A Hoe

Lời bài hát kèm hợp âm cùng dòng

[Intro 1]
[D]
[G]Mo [D]m and

[Verse 1]
Daddy were great believers
in the virtue of hard work
Up and down that piece of farmland
they kep[A]t their hands in dirt
It's a [D]hard education
when your [G]cradle is a cotton roll
[D]And early on I was well acquainted
with the [A]workin' end of the [D]home
It was in my sixteenth summer
[A]an d [D]I was wearin' out on school
Daddy knew I was just a smart boy
with [A]less sense than a mule
But he [D]knew in his wisdom
I would [G]gain some self -control
[D]If I took the lower forty
on the [A]workin' end of the [D]home[C][D]
[G]My shoulders ached, my [F]neck was baked,
and [D]cotton was on my tongue
A [A]three -week war on fried rice,
and the [D]war had just begun
The [G]summertime [F]blistered hand was [D]there,
I came to [G]know
And [D]baby, mind was open,
I'm a [A]-workin' and I'm
[D]a -holdin'[G][D][A][D]
Now the rate of a high school dropout
is a thought that mortifies
But hangin' in the local hardware store
for [A]14 .95
Is [D]an almighty answer
these [G]hearts would undergo
[D]If they had spent a good hot summer
on the [A]workin' end of a [D]hoe[C]
[D]Wel[G]l, the shoulder's ached,
the [F]neck is baked,
and [D]cotton is on the tongue
The [A]war on wheat and crabgrass
is a [D]war that's just begun
Sum[G]mertime, [F]blistered hands,
[D]an d all would come to [G]know
That [D]many a mind is so bound
over work
[A]and in love at hom[D]e[C][D][G]
Summertime, [F]misty hands,
and [D]all would come to [G]know
That [D]many a mind is open
on the [A]workin' end of the hole

[Outro 1]
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