Workin' Cheap

E[B]very since the day i was big enough to put my p[A]ants on by myself
        You could f[D]ind me somewhere with the radio turned [A]on
        Then o[B]ne night i gave my heart to an o[A]ld beat up guitar
        I[D]t never left my arms t[E]ill i was almost[A] grown

        I h[B]ad to try my hand as a workin man,tried to [A]be my daddy's son
        But my m[D]ind was packed and gone and headed so[A]uth
        Mo[B]mma said i'll pray for you[A],then she said goodbye
        To the o[D]nly one out of s[E]even that didn't work[A] out

        Now i'm w[D]ay down hear in dixie playing ho[A]nky tonk music
        Ke[E]epin' some joint a jumpin' every night of the w[A]eek
        Lord kn[D]ows it's hard to keep a dance hall women h[A]appy
        When y[D]ou're drinkin' a little too m[E]uch and you're workin' che[A]ap

        W[B]ell i ain't done a thing i can brag about to a[A]nyone back home
        Just an[D]other night club singer with a real good b[A]and
        If a j[B]ealous woman don't kill me,and m[A]omma keeps on praying
        Somed[D]ay i might be m[E]ore than what i [A]am

Chorus.

        When y[D]ou're drinkin' a little too m[E]uch and you're workin' che[A]ap