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Toil ukulele

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Song: Toil
Artist: Flatfoot 56
Album: Toil (2012)

I got my info from this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CLfagPGqoys

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Intro: F2  F  F2  F  

 F2
Upon this lowly railroad spike my hammer swung and fell. 
 F
Down the mighty Mississipp' where the raging waters swell. 
 F2
In the corner of that factory, a dark man-made hell, 
 F
I'll be sitting there in my snare making what they sell. 


 F2
With a silver spoon breaking my teeth, 
 Am                    F
the boys on the line working just to eat. 
 F2                    F              G
Are you picturing the stories that I sing? 
   F2
A child working day and night, 
   Am                   F
a father turned into a ghostly sight, 
  F2                     F                  G
the wage slave knows so well that hopeless strain 
 F2                F          G    (pause)
of a poor man just trying to remain 

as he pays his toll of pain. 

Am F G Am F G

F2
From the dear old age of Adam 
 F
to the workers of Boaz, 
 F2
We've been doomed to sing this crazy song, 
 F                     G
yet it's made me who I am. 

 F2
From the steel workers in Pittsburgh,
 F
to the trucker and his load, 
 F2
all feeding that old fat cat 
 F
just hoping he'll explode. 


 F2
With a silver spoon breaking my teeth, 
 Am                    F
the boys on the line working just to eat. 
 F2                    F              G
Are you picturing the stories that I sing? 
   F2
A child working day and night, 
   Am                   F
a father turned into a ghostly sight, 
  F2                     F                  G
the wage slave knows so well that hopeless strain 
 F2                F          G    (pause)
of a poor man just trying to remain 

as he pays his toll of pain. 

Am F G Am F G

 Am                    F         G
We've been working for far too long. 
 Am                                       F         G
We've been doomed to hear this lowly song for our sons. 
 Am                       F         G
Our sweat must be working just to fall. 
 F2                  F        G
I'm a slave to that whistle call. 
 F2                  F        G
I'm a slave to that whistle call. 

(Quiet down)

F2
From the dear old age of Adam 
 F
to the workers of Boaz, 
 F2
We've been doomed to sing this crazy song, 
 F                     G
yet it's made me who I am. 
 F2
From the steel workers in Pittsburgh,
 Am                     F
to the trucker and his load, 
 F2                      
all feeding that old fat cat 
 F
just hoping he'll explode. 


 F2
With a silver spoon breaking my teeth, 
 Am                    F
the boys on the line working just to eat. 
 F2                    F              G
Are you picturing the stories that I sing? 
   F2
A child working day and night, 
   Am                   F
a father turned into a ghostly sight, 
  F2                     F                  G
the wage slave knows so well that hopeless strain 
 F2                F          G    (pause)
of a poor man just trying to remain 

as he pays his toll of pain. 

(back to norm speed)

Am F G Am F G (3X)
 
 Am                     F       G
We've been working for far too long. 
 Am                             F                  G
We've been doomed to hear this crazy song for our sons.
 Am                  F             G
Our sweat must be working just to fall.
 F2                  F       G
I'm a slave to that whistle call. 
 F2                  F       G
I'm a slave to that whistle call. 
         Em (ring out)
I'm a slave. 
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