Toil Chords by Flatfoot 56
Tempo:
122.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Em
D
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
[G]
[E] [C]
[G]
[C] [Am] I'll be sitting there in my snare, making what they sell.
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [Em] teeth, the voice of the [Bm] line working just to eat.
I picture in the stories [A] that I sing.
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning [D] to a ghostly sight.
[E] The wait slave knows [Bm] so well that [A] hopeless strain.
Of [C] a poor man [G] just trying to remain, as he pays the [E] toll of pain.
[G] [Em]
[G] [D] [C] From the zero of Agent Adam, [G] to the workers of Boaz.
[C] Letting them hear this crazy song, [G] and it's made me who I [A] am.
[C] From the steel workers in Pittsburgh, [G] to the trucker and his load.
[C] They're all feeding that old fat cat, [G] just hoping he'll explode.
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [G] teeth, the voice of the line working just to eat.
I picture in the stories [D] that I sing.
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning to a ghostly sight.
The wait slave [G] knows so well that [A] hopeless strain.
[C] Of a poor man [G] just trying [D] to remain, as he pays the [Em] toll of pain.
[G] [D] [Em]
[G] [A] [Em]
[G] [C]
[D] [Em] Oh, and we've been working [G] for far too long.
[Em] We've been doomed to hear this crazy [G] song.
For our sons, [Em] I swear it must be working.
[G] Just to fall [C] out the slain.
[G] Let a whistle [D] call [C] out the slain.
[G] Let a whistle call.
[D] From the dear old Age of [C] Adam, [G] to the workers of Boaz.
[C] Been doomed to hear this crazy [G] song, and it's made me who I am.
[C] From the steel workers in Pittsburgh, [G] to the trucker and his load.
[C] They're all feeding that old fat cat, [A] just hoping he'll [G]
explode.
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [Em] teeth, the voice of the line working just to [C] eat.
I picture [G] in the stories [A] that I sing.
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning to a ghostly [C] sight.
The wait slave [D] knows so well that hopeless strain.
[Am] Of a poor [G] man just trying to remain, [D] [A] as he pays the [Em] toll of pain.
La [G] da dee da da dee da [Em] dee da.
[G] La da dee da dee [Em] da [G] dee da.
[C] [D]
[Em] Oh, and we've been working [G] for far too long.
[Em] We've been doomed to hear this crazy song.
For our sons, I swear it must be [G] working.
Just to fall [C] out the slain.
[D] Let a whistle call [E] out the slain.
[Em]
[G]
[E] [C]
[G]
[C] [Am] I'll be sitting there in my snare, making what they sell.
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [Em] teeth, the voice of the [Bm] line working just to eat.
I picture in the stories [A] that I sing.
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning [D] to a ghostly sight.
[E] The wait slave knows [Bm] so well that [A] hopeless strain.
Of [C] a poor man [G] just trying to remain, as he pays the [E] toll of pain.
[G] [Em]
[G] [D] [C] From the zero of Agent Adam, [G] to the workers of Boaz.
[C] Letting them hear this crazy song, [G] and it's made me who I [A] am.
[C] From the steel workers in Pittsburgh, [G] to the trucker and his load.
[C] They're all feeding that old fat cat, [G] just hoping he'll explode.
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [G] teeth, the voice of the line working just to eat.
I picture in the stories [D] that I sing.
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning to a ghostly sight.
The wait slave [G] knows so well that [A] hopeless strain.
[C] Of a poor man [G] just trying [D] to remain, as he pays the [Em] toll of pain.
[G] [D] [Em]
[G] [A] [Em]
[G] [C]
[D] [Em] Oh, and we've been working [G] for far too long.
[Em] We've been doomed to hear this crazy [G] song.
For our sons, [Em] I swear it must be working.
[G] Just to fall [C] out the slain.
[G] Let a whistle [D] call [C] out the slain.
[G] Let a whistle call.
[D] From the dear old Age of [C] Adam, [G] to the workers of Boaz.
[C] Been doomed to hear this crazy [G] song, and it's made me who I am.
[C] From the steel workers in Pittsburgh, [G] to the trucker and his load.
[C] They're all feeding that old fat cat, [A] just hoping he'll [G]
explode.
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [Em] teeth, the voice of the line working just to [C] eat.
I picture [G] in the stories [A] that I sing.
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning to a ghostly [C] sight.
The wait slave [D] knows so well that hopeless strain.
[Am] Of a poor [G] man just trying to remain, [D] [A] as he pays the [Em] toll of pain.
La [G] da dee da da dee da [Em] dee da.
[G] La da dee da dee [Em] da [G] dee da.
[C] [D]
[Em] Oh, and we've been working [G] for far too long.
[Em] We've been doomed to hear this crazy song.
For our sons, I swear it must be [G] working.
Just to fall [C] out the slain.
[D] Let a whistle call [E] out the slain.
[Em]
Key:
G
C
Em
D
A
G
C
Em
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] I'll be sitting there in my snare, making what they sell.
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [Em] teeth, the voice of the [Bm] line working just to eat.
I picture in the stories [A] that I sing. _
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning [D] to a ghostly sight.
[E] The wait slave knows [Bm] so well that [A] hopeless strain.
Of [C] a poor man [G] just trying to remain, _ _ _ as he pays the [E] toll of pain. _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ [C] From the zero of Agent Adam, [G] to the workers of Boaz.
[C] Letting them hear this crazy song, [G] and it's made me who I [A] am.
[C] From the steel workers in Pittsburgh, [G] to the trucker and his load.
[C] They're all feeding that old fat cat, [G] just hoping he'll explode. _ _ _
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [G] teeth, the voice of the line working just to eat.
I picture in the stories [D] that I sing. _
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning to a ghostly sight.
The wait slave [G] knows so well that [A] hopeless strain.
[C] Of a poor man [G] just trying [D] to remain, _ _ _ as he pays the [Em] toll of pain. _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Em] Oh, and we've been working [G] for far too long.
[Em] We've been doomed to hear this crazy [G] song.
For our sons, [Em] I swear it must be working.
[G] Just to fall [C] out the slain.
[G] Let a whistle [D] call [C] out the slain.
[G] Let a whistle call. _ _ _
[D] From the dear old Age of [C] Adam, [G] to the workers of Boaz.
[C] Been doomed to hear this crazy [G] song, and it's made me who I am.
[C] From the steel workers in Pittsburgh, [G] to the trucker and his load.
[C] They're all feeding that old fat cat, [A] just hoping he'll [G]
explode.
_ _ _ [C] With a silver spoon breaking my [Em] teeth, the voice of the line working just to [C] eat.
I picture [G] in the stories [A] that I sing.
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning to a ghostly [C] sight.
The wait slave [D] knows so well that hopeless strain.
[Am] Of a poor [G] man just trying to remain, [D] _ _ [A] _ as he pays the [Em] toll of pain.
La [G] da dee da da dee da [Em] dee da.
_ _ _ [G] La da dee da dee [Em] _ _ da [G] dee da. _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Em] Oh, and we've been working [G] for far too long.
[Em] We've been doomed to hear this crazy song.
For our sons, I swear it must be [G] working.
Just to fall [C] out the slain.
[D] Let a whistle call [E] out the slain.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] I'll be sitting there in my snare, making what they sell.
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [Em] teeth, the voice of the [Bm] line working just to eat.
I picture in the stories [A] that I sing. _
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning [D] to a ghostly sight.
[E] The wait slave knows [Bm] so well that [A] hopeless strain.
Of [C] a poor man [G] just trying to remain, _ _ _ as he pays the [E] toll of pain. _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ [C] From the zero of Agent Adam, [G] to the workers of Boaz.
[C] Letting them hear this crazy song, [G] and it's made me who I [A] am.
[C] From the steel workers in Pittsburgh, [G] to the trucker and his load.
[C] They're all feeding that old fat cat, [G] just hoping he'll explode. _ _ _
[C] With a silver spoon breaking my [G] teeth, the voice of the line working just to eat.
I picture in the stories [D] that I sing. _
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning to a ghostly sight.
The wait slave [G] knows so well that [A] hopeless strain.
[C] Of a poor man [G] just trying [D] to remain, _ _ _ as he pays the [Em] toll of pain. _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Em] Oh, and we've been working [G] for far too long.
[Em] We've been doomed to hear this crazy [G] song.
For our sons, [Em] I swear it must be working.
[G] Just to fall [C] out the slain.
[G] Let a whistle [D] call [C] out the slain.
[G] Let a whistle call. _ _ _
[D] From the dear old Age of [C] Adam, [G] to the workers of Boaz.
[C] Been doomed to hear this crazy [G] song, and it's made me who I am.
[C] From the steel workers in Pittsburgh, [G] to the trucker and his load.
[C] They're all feeding that old fat cat, [A] just hoping he'll [G]
explode.
_ _ _ [C] With a silver spoon breaking my [Em] teeth, the voice of the line working just to [C] eat.
I picture [G] in the stories [A] that I sing.
[C] A child working day and [Em] night, a father turning to a ghostly [C] sight.
The wait slave [D] knows so well that hopeless strain.
[Am] Of a poor [G] man just trying to remain, [D] _ _ [A] _ as he pays the [Em] toll of pain.
La [G] da dee da da dee da [Em] dee da.
_ _ _ [G] La da dee da dee [Em] _ _ da [G] dee da. _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Em] Oh, and we've been working [G] for far too long.
[Em] We've been doomed to hear this crazy song.
For our sons, I swear it must be [G] working.
Just to fall [C] out the slain.
[D] Let a whistle call [E] out the slain.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _