C My little girl, won't you come with me? A#m F Come with me, and tell me, (chorus) (F throughout) Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? A#m A#m7 A#m Is there something to do? (verse 2 (same as 1) I'm going crazy with boredom. Come with me, and tell me. (chorus) (verse 3) C Greay sky over a black town, A#m I can feel depression all around. F You've got your leather boots on. (chorus) (verse 4 (same as 3) I can't stand another drink, It's surprising this town doesn't sink. You've got your leather boots on. (chorus) (verse 5 (same as 3 and 4) Your pretty dress is oil-stained, From working too hard for too little. You've got your leather boots on. (chorus) (verse 6 (same 5) You're feeling the boredom too. I'd gladly go with you. I'd put your leather boots on. (chorus) I'd put your pretty dress on. (chorus) (coda) C Is there something to do? A#m Is there something to do? Fm A#m Is there something to do? D# Fm Is there something to do?