James Taylor

^D Now my ^A/D grandfather was a ^D sailor, he ^G/D blew in off the ^A/D water
^D My father was a ^A/D farmer and I ^G/D , his only dau ^A/D ghter,
^D took up with a n ^A/D o-good millworking ma ^G/D n from Massachu ^A/D setts
who ^D dies from too much ^A/D whiskey and ^G/D leaves me these three ^A/D faces to f ^D eed
^{D Csus2 G6/B A7sus4
A/D} Mill-work ain't ea ^D sy; ^G/D mill-work ain't ^A/D hard
^D Mill-work, it ain't ^A/D nothing but an ^G/D awful boring ^A/D job
I'm ^D waiting for a ^A/D day dream to ^G/D take me through the ^A/D morning
and ^D put me in my c ^A/D offee break where ^G/D I can have a ^A/D sandwich and re ^D member
Then it's ^C(addD me and my machine for the ^G6/B rest of the morning
for the ^Gm/Bb rest of the afternoon ^A7sus4
and the rest of my l ^D ife ^{C/D D C/D}
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
So ^C(addD may I work the mills just as ^G6/B long as I am able
and ^Gm/Bb never meet the man whose ^A7sus4 name is on the label ^D
It be ^C(addD me and my machine for the ^G6/B rest of the morning
for the ^Gm/Bb rest of the afternoon ^A7sus4
and the rest of my l ^D ife ^{C/D D C/D
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G/D: xx0433
Csus2: x3x03x
G6/B: x2x03x
Gm/Bb: x1x03x
A7sus4: x02030
C(add9):x32030
C/D: xx0010