Standard (EADGBE)
Well, now boys, I've been to Bethlehem.
Rode there on a big steam train.
Lost two fingers in the steel mills.
And I ain't goin' back again.
I fought for my country,
Lord knows, I did my best.
Crawlin' 'cross some foreign field,
They pinned a ribbon to my chest.
Chorus
So, pass around the bottle, boys,
Let's talk about old times.
Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin,
Here on the welfare line.
Served on the Georgia Road Gang.
Couldn't pay the debts I owed.
'Cause I'm ain't made of silver,
And I ain't never seen no gold.
I still remember Rachael,
Soft as a velvet gown.
They layed her in the pauper's grave,
On the other side of town.
(Repeat Chorus)
Break
Now some folks are born to money,
You know I wish them well.
If the devil should ever want my soul,
I swear I'd never sell.
(Repeat Chorus 2x)