G
Line No. 7 thats what they call me,
Em
I'm a press at the bus still standing factory
C
Built on the east side in 1919
AmD
Been part of many a man's American dream
Pressin out them bumpers, chassis, fenders and doors
Except for a few years around 44
Switched to munitions to help our fighting boys
Proud of the part i played in that great war
GEm
But things change
C
And after 87 years yall
EmCD
Its time to turn the page
CG
Gonna miss the laughter and the noise
CG
Comin off that blood and sweat and tear stained factory floor
CGG/BEm
Gonna miss all them good ol motor city boys
CD
Cause this is my last night
G
My last night in Detroit
The same hands that worked them levers year after year
The same ones that tore me down gear by gear
But i sure do appreciate the pride and the care
That went into loading me in these semis sitting here
Not sure what ill find when i get down there below
You know i cant say i know much about Mexico
But it seems strange to me to be reassembled so
They can ship all the same parts right back here to home
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.