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C G D Em
Sky was black, Lord, rain came pouring down
C G D Am
Number 12 bus shuffling down Shaw Road way
C G D Em
Mules keep spinning, black-faced lifers peck the ground
C G D Am
Sun comes up like lightning over Tandle Hills grey
Ch.
G Am
We are mill boys, stuck on the hill boys
C F G
Stuck in the mill boys, 'till our dying day
Ch. on Poor Boy Blues (Solo)
C G D Em
Cotton mill will get you, boy, she'll take you to your grave
C G D Am
Tell you boy to use your head, apprentice out your days
C G D Em
You'll end up in nothing, boy, with cotton as your trade
C G D Am
Sun comes up like lightning over Tandle Hills grey
Ch. *2
C G
It's easy to see a poor boy's blues
Am G
When he's working every day
C G
It's harder to be there in his shoes
Am G
He was born to be that way
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