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Verse 1
F
Bb
C
Bb
F
Bb
C
Bb
F
The wages of an
Bb
C
unskilled working man never pay enough
F
Bb
From time to time the nickel race
C
keeps him from giving up
F
The blue -collared man in
Bb
F
Seattle never lives on
White
Collar
Street
Bb
F
But there was food on
the table for my
Bb
C
F
Bb
Washington woman and me
F
Bb
The work slowed down and then one
C
day the foreman laid me off
F
Bb
That night in a tavern down to my
C
last dime I met a girl from
Arkansas
F
Her daddy was a banker in
Little
Bb
Rock
F
She had a mansion on
White
Collar
Bb
Street
F
The next morning my
Bb
Washington woman woke
C
F
D
up without me
G
C
From city to city and state to state,
D
I grew heavier with shame.
My
G
C
Washington woman had six months left
D
before our child would bring her pain.
My
G
C
Arkansas woman hugged me
G
as we crossed the
C
Arkansas line
G
But the arms of
C
Seattle, they're arms that
D
G
C
kept hugging mine
G
C
Three years of best and expensive
D
wines taste cheaper every day
G
C
I gave up all the things I love for
D
all these things I hate
G
C
Locked up all of her forgiveness
G
C
the day I set myself free
G
And the heart of my
C
Washington woman stopped
D
G
E
beating for me
G
My
A
D
Washington woman sends me a
E
letter every once in a while
A
D
Inside a folded wordless page
E
is a picture of my child
A
D
All at once the room grows cold
A
with a feeling of jealousy
D
A
And there's a silence between my
E
A
Arkansas woman and me
D
A
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