Intro:
DVerseDGD
Well, I was born on a sunday; on thursday I had me a job.
GA#D
I was born on a sunday; by thursday I was workin out on the job.
AGD
I aint never had no day off since I learned right from wrong.
VerseDGD
Said I was bad, I did something to her head.
GA#D
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
A#GD
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, I gotta earn my own way.
Instrumental
Break:
DGDGA#DA#GDChorus:
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.
VerseDGD
Whatever you say, lord, well, thats what Im gonna do.
GA#D
Whatever you say, well, thats what Im gonna do.
A#GD
cause Im the working man, lord and I do the job for you.
Instrumental
Break:
DGDGA#DA#GD
(Repeat Chorus)
VerseDGD
Every friday, well, thats when I get paid.
GA#D
Dont take me on friday, lord, cause thats when I get paid.
A#GD
Let me die on saturday night, ooh, before sunday gets my head.
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.