Millworker

James Taylor

  • A/D
    5
  • A7sus4
  • C/D
  • C9
  • Csus2
  • D
  • G/D
  • G6/B
    5
  • Gm/Bb
    3
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Tom:
(intro) D C/D D
D A/D D G/D A/D Now my grandfather was a sailor, he blew in off the water
D A/D G/D A/D My father was a farmer and I, his only daughter,
D A/D G/D A/D took up with a no-good millworking man from Massachusetts
D A/D G/D A/D D who dies from too much whiskey and leaves me these three faces to feed
( D Csus2 G6/B A7sus4 )
A/D D G/D A/D Mill-work ain't easy; mill-work ain't hard
D A/D G/D A/D Mill-work, it ain't nothing but an awful boring job
D A/D G/D A/D I'm waiting for a day dream to take me through the morning
D A/D G/D A/D D and put me in my coffee break where I can have a sandwich and remember
C9 G6/B Then it's me and my machine for the rest of the morning
Gm/Bb A7sus4 for the rest of the afternoon
D C/D D C/D and the rest of my life Now my mind begins to wander to the days back on the farm I can see my father smiling at me, swingin' on his arm I can hear my grand-dad's stories of the storms out on Lake Erie where vessels and cargos and fortunes and sailor's lives were lost Yes, but it's my life has been wasted, and I have been the fool to let this manufacture use my body for a tool. I can ride home in the evening, staring at my hands swearing by my sorrow that a young girl ought to stand a better chance
C9 G6/B So may I work the mills just as long as I am able
Gm/Bb A7sus4 D and never meet the man whose name is on the label
C9 G6/B It be me and my machine for the rest of the morning
Gm/Bb A7sus4 for the rest of the afternoon
D C/D D C/D and the rest of my life
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Composição: James Taylor

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