Songtext Workin' cheap Waylon Jennings

Workin' cheap

Verse 1:
BA
Every since the day i was big enough to put my pants on by myself
DA
You could find me somewhere with the radio turned on
B A
Then one night i gave my heart to an old beat up guitar
D E A
It never left my arms till i was almost grown

Verse 2:
BA
I had to try my hand as a workin man,tried to be my daddy's son
DA
But my mind was packed and gone and headed south
B A
Momma said i'll pray for you,then she said goodbye
D EA
To the only one out of seven that didn't work out

Chorus:
D A
Now i'm way down hear in dixie playing honky tonk music
EA
Keepin' some joint a jumpin' every night of the week
D A
Lord knows it's hard to keep a dance hall women happy
DE A
When you're drinkin' a little too much and you're workin' cheap

Verse 3:
B A
Well i ain't done a thing i can brag about to anyone back home
D A
Just another night club singer with a real good band
B A
If a jealous woman don't kill me,and momma keeps on praying
DE A
Someday i might be more than what i am

Chorus.

DE A
When you're drinkin' a little too much and you're workin' cheap