The Robot Killed The Working Man

Intro 
C/G  Em  C/G 

Em 


[Verso 1]
 
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This place don't smell like Winston's and whiskey no more. 
C/G                                                        Em 
The feet don't creak and creaked the hardwood floor on the store. 
C/G                                                   Em 
Grandmas old garden ain't what it used to be. There's red sun tomato's,and holes in the leaves. 
D                                                     C 
Fell in the yard where Grandad parked his car, before driving us to drive-Inns and breaking our hearts. 
     C/G                  C/G 
Them quarters quit coming. 

That engine quit running. 
     Em 
That truck just stays sitting, them bells in the kitchen. 
D                                               C 
Even though he was well trained, well read, and well taught. 
 


[Refrão]
 
    C                G 
The robot killed the workin man, 
         D                     Em 
Took the nail and hammer right out of his hands. 
C                     G 
Sealed up the coffin, sold off the land. 
D                         Em 
Replaced a good book with machines in their hands. 
    C                G 
And sooner or later, more soon than not. 
     D                       Em 
Them home grown tomatoes all ripen and rot. 
     C                      G                 D       Em 
With no rhyme or reason, no helping hand. The day the robot killed the working man.  


{Instrumental} 
C  G  D  Em x2 



[Verso 2]
 
     C/G                                                    Em 
This place dont look like what it looked like when I was a kid. 
C/G                                      Em 
Cant you see what a giant step for humanity did? 
    C/G                                             Em 
And all of them callouses for palaces built in the sky boy 
     D                                                C 
mean nothing to the machine on the day the workin man dies boy. 
 


[Refrão]
 
    C                G 
The robot killed the workin man, 
         D                     Em 
Took the nail and hammer right out of his hands. 
C                     G 
Sealed up the coffin, sold off the land. 
D                         Em 
Replaced a good book with machines in their hands. 
    C                G 
And sooner or later, more soon than not. 
     D                       Em 
Them home grown tomatoes all ripen and rot. 
     C                      G                 D       Em 
With no rhyme or reason, no helping hand. The day the robot killed the working man.  


{Instrumental} 
C  G  D  Em x2 



[Verso 3]
 
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And brick by brick them Bryan boy's built this town. 
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And brick by brick them bastards are tearing it down. 
           C/G                                        Em 
There's no one to be angry at everytime a working man falls. 
D                                                    C 
It's more as for gambling and more as for more of it all. 
 


[Refrão]
 
    C                G 
The robot killed the workin man, 
         D                     Em 
Took the nail and hammer right out of his hands. 
C                     G 
Sealed up the coffin, sold off the land. 
D                         Em 
Replaced a good book with machines in their hands. 
    C                G 
And sooner or later, more soon than not. 
     D                       Em 
Them home grown tomatoes all ripen and rot. 
     C                      G                 D       Em 
With no rhyme or reason, no helping hand. The day the robot killed the working man.  


{Instrumental} 
C  G  D  Em x2 


Outro 
C/G                                                   Em 
Grandmas old garden ain't what it used to be. There's red sun tomato's,and holes in the leaves.