Intro: 
D 
Verse 
 
            D               G                      D 
Well, I was born on a sunday; on thursday I had me a job. 
      G               A#                 D 
I was born on a sunday; by thursday I was workin out on the job. 
       A                   G                         D 
I aint never had no day off since I learned right from wrong. 
 
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D             G                            D 
Said I was bad, I did something to her head. 
     G             A#                      D 
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head. 
    A#                  G                             D 
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, I gotta earn my own way. 
 
Instrumental  
Break: 
D  G  D 
G  A#  D 
A#  G  D 
 
Chorus: 
D 
I aint never been in trouble; 
G 
I aint got the time. 
D 
I dont mess around with magic, child. 
G 
What I got is mine. 
 
Verse 
D                    G                          D 
Whatever you say, lord, well, thats what Im gonna do. 
G               A#                         D 
Whatever you say, well, thats what Im gonna do. 
      A#                 G                         D 
cause Im the working man, lord and I do the job for you. 
 
Instrumental  
Break: 
D  G  D 
G  A#  D 
A#  G  D 
 
(Repeat Chorus) 
Verse  
 
D           G                      D 
Every friday, well, thats when I get paid. 
     G                      A#                      D 
Dont take me on friday, lord, cause thats when I get paid. 
A#                          G                           D 
Let me die on saturday night, ooh, before sunday gets my head.