Chords for Gil Scott-Heron - Three Miles Down (Live)

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[Bb] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ One, [G] two, [Eb] three. _ _ _ _ _
Come [F] on, here. _ _ _ _ _
Two more [Cm] times, here. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Cm] Here comes the fire truck.
[F] Damn, you _ [Cm] don't.
Another shift of men's above my [F] bed, going on.
_ [Cm] Hard to imagine working in [F] the mines.
Got coal [Eb] dust in your lungs, on your skin, and on [F] your mind.
_ _ [Ab] Yeah, well, I've listened [Gm] to the speeches.
_ And it [Cm] occurred to me, politicians [F] don't understand.
_ [Ab] Don't you like the nation?
[Am] Ain't no sunshine on the ground.
Don't [F] you like [Fm] working in the graveyard, [Cm] three miles an hour?
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
[F] Damn.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
I need you to [Cm] come on in.
Doo, doo, doo, doo.
Doo, doo, doo, doo.
[F] Be all right.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Doo, doo, [Ebm] doo, doo, doo.
Damn, [Cm] you're a little hungry, as [F] old as the business.
Well, [Cm] the day that I'm working in the business, don't [F] change it.
Work till [Cm] you're exhausted.
_ [F] Two little spades.
A history [Cm] of sad, the blood and fears etched on your face.
_ [Ab]
Nobody signs the paper.
[Gm] Nobody says that's [Eb] fine.
But every [C] Sunday, [F] every Sunday, every Monday [Eb] in the mines, [Ab] hey.
This dog's a stripper, [Am] though.
Headed back in town, [Fm] and likes working in the graveyard, [Eb] three miles an hour.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
[F] Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
I need you to [Cm] say, hey.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
[F] Be all right.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
[Ebm] Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] Say, hey, hey, hey. _ _ _
_ _ [F] Say, hey, hey, hey. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Make [F] it work. _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] Talk about work it out. _
Work it out.
Say, hey, [F] hey, hey. _ _ _
_ Look at all those [Cm] who work. _
All they work.
They [F] work.
They get my back, and work my back.
I [Cm] say, hey, hey, hey.
Work it out.
Work it out.
Say, [F] hey, hey, hey.
Got me, got me, got me.
All I [Cm] think about is work.
Yes, I work.
I, _ [F] hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, [Bb] hey.
[Cm] I make it work.
I make it work.
[F] Make it work.
But the reason they can't work out,
I'm not going [Cm] to work.
_ _ Yes, yes.
_ Yeah.
[F] Got me, got me.
Got to it, got me.
[Cm] Yes, work.
Yes, yes, work.
Don't you feel [F] like it's working?
_ I work, yes, I, I, [Cm] I, I work.
Yes, yes, work.
I, [F] the first thing in the morning,
I can hear the vinyl singing, [Cm] saying,
Ba, da, da, da.
Ba, ba-da-da-da.
_ [F] Ba-ba-da-da-da.
Yeah, never felt that way.
_ [Cm] Ba-da-da-da-da.
Ba-ba-da-da-da.
_ [F] Ba-ba-da-da-da. _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ Once again, Ron Holloway plays,
tenor saxophone.
[F] _ _ _ _ _
_ Here comes [Cm] the night, my heart.
Getting [F] out the door.
[Cm] Another self-deprecating summer,
I'm a man from [F] the North.
[Cm] _ Hard to imagine working [F] in the mines,
got the coal dust [Cm] in your lungs.
Oh, you're scared of all [F] the real plans.
_ _ [Ab] _ Yeah, well, I've listened [Gm] to the speeches.
And [Eb] it occurs to me politicians [F] just don't [Eb] understand.
_ [Ab] Lost my isolation.
[Am]
I'm no sunshine in the ground.
I [F] like to work [Eb] in the graveyard.
Do my job.
Do-do-do-do.
Do-do-do-do.
_ [F]
Do-do-do-do.
Do-do-do-do.
Say [Cm] hey.
Do-do-do-do.
Do-do-do-do.
_ [F] _
Sometimes early in the morning, see the breeze fall.
[Eb] _ _
Do _ -do-do-do.
Say [F] hey.
Do-do-do-do.
_ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Say [F] hey.
Do-do-do-do.
Do-do-do-do.
[Cm] Thank you very much. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Thank you. _ _ _ _
Thank you very much.
_ [F] _ _ _ [Ab] Thank you.