Ball And Chain

Dm
Sitting here thinking
Bb
Damn I'm getting a little older
Gm
Trying to find some piece of mind
Dm
Take the weight of the world off my 
shoulders
Dm
Mmmm got me driving down the highway
Bb
Trying to make it through each and 
every day
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Gm
Fade to black n all poverty
Dm
Take a truck and move my people down
 south with me

[Chorus]
Dm
Trade my ball and chain in for a 
ticket
Bb
On a one way trip into Georgia
Gm                       Am
Big smiles, apple pies, my people, 
and blue skies
Dm
Tomatoes grow where I can pick em'
Bb
On an open highway through Georgia
Gm                         Am
Green grass, tear stains, shadow 
dancing in the pouring rain