Chords for BROWN BIRD: "Fingers to the Bone" Lyrics

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I work [Em] my fingers to the bone, not a pretty little penny have I got to show.
I ain't looking for much, just a little bit of rest by the side [B] of the road. _
I lift [Em] my voice to the forces above, the lord [A] of labor and the goddess of love.
[Em] Ain't it been a good, [B] hard work, and faithful [Em] servant, son? _
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_ _ _ [E] Then [Em] the sky [G] turns black, and it cracks, the thundering [E] bullets work.
But you walk, you're breathing in and out, your final [G] breath falls to the floor.
_ [Em] _ Swing down [A] that sledgehammer through the wood, _ a little test of mind [Em] over flesh ought to do you good.
Get up off the ground, you [A] can lay down when the day is done,
[B] and on the seventh day you can lay in the [Em] morning sun. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I want to make my home on a mountain high, just me and my lover in the big old sky.
I ain't asking for much, just a little bit of rest for the day [B] that I die.
I [Em] lift my voice to the forces above, the [A] lord of labor and the goddess of love.
[Em] Ain't it been a good, hard work, and faithful servant, son? _
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_ [G] _ _ _ [Em] Then the sky [G] turns black, and it cracks, the [A] thundering bullets [Em] work.
But you walk, you're breathing in and out, your final breath falls to the floor.
[E] _ [F#] Swing down [G] that sledgehammer through the wood, [Em] _ [F#] a little test of mind over flesh ought to do you good.
[E] Get up off the ground, [G] you can lay down when the day is done,
[B] and on the seventh day you can lay in the [Em] morning sun.
Swing down [A] that sledgehammer through the wood, _ a little test of [Em] mind over flesh ought to do you good.
Get up off the ground, [A] you can lay down when the day is done,
[B] and on the seventh day you can [Em] lay in the morning sun. _
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