Tired

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My name is Jackson, I was named 
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after my father
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Followed in his footsteps, down 
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here to this factory
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I aren’t complaining, wouldn't 
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waste my breath to bother
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This work aren’t hard, it's only 
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boring as can be


[Verse 2]
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Married Rebecca back in 
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seventy-seven
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I still love her and I guess she 
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loves me too
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We go to church on Sundays 'cause 
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we want to go to heaven
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Me and my family, aren’t that 
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how you're supposed to do


[Verse 3]
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But I'm tired, Lord I'm tired
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Life is wearing me smooth down to
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 the bone
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No rest for the weary, you just 
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move on
F#m             E
Tired, Lord I'm tired


[Verse 4]
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I've only missed six days in nigh 
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on twenty years o' work
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The money went to taxes and these 
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bills I've paid on time
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The raise I got two months ago 
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don't meet the cost o' living
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Selling my body for these nickels
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 and these dimes


[Verse 5]
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The smell of Becky's coffee rolled
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 me out of bed this morning
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I showered and shaved and dressed 
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and pulled my work boots on
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Walked in the kitchen, she was 
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staring out the window
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The way she said good morning made
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 me ask is something wrong
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She said I'm tired, woke up tired
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Life is wearing me smooth down to
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 the bone
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No rest for the weary, you just 
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move on
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I guess you just keep going till 
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your gone
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Tired, Lord I'm tired
F#m            E
Tired, God I'm tired