Capo 3
[G]My daddy's [Em]knuckles were [C]always [D]bloody
[G]From working [Em]on our [C]hand-me-down [D]cars
[G]He'd tell me [Em]son the only [C]way to get a[D]head
[G]Is work your [Em]fingers to the [C]bone[D]
Chorus 1:
[G]Gave him the [Em]finger and I [C]walked a[D]way
[G]I wouldn't [Em]listen to a [C]thing he'd [D]say
And [C]now that he's not [C/B]here I want him to [D]know
I knew he worked his [C]fingers to the bone[G][Em]
[Em]My momma [C]always knew of [D]my indisc[G]retions
[Em]But she [C]always had an [D]ear for [G]me
[Em]She'd take me [C]to the church and [D]make me [G]listen
[Em]Pray to [C]God on a [D]bended knee
Chorus 2:
I said I hate you and I walked away
I wouldn't listen to a thing she'd say
But one day I turned around and she was gone
I knew she worked her fingers to the bone
Last night I read my son a bed time story
And he looked up at me
He told me Daddy you know I love you
Daddy please don't leave
Chorus 3:
But there will come a day he'll walk away
And he won't listen to a word I'll say
Then one day he'll wake up and he'll know
His daddy worked his fingers to the bone
[C/B]His daddy worked his [C]fingers to the bone[C/B]
His momma worked her [C]fingers to the bone
All we tried to do is [C/B]give you a home
Yeah nobody tried to [C]steer you wrong
C/B C C/B C C/B fade
Cause everybody works their fingers to the bone
[G]My daddy's [Em]knuckles were [C]always [D]bloody
[G]From working [Em]on our [C]hand-me-down [D]cars
[G]He'd tell me [Em]son the only [C]way to get a[D]head
[G]Is work your [Em]fingers to the [C]bone[D]
Chorus 1:
[G]Gave him the [Em]finger and I [C]walked a[D]way
[G]I wouldn't [Em]listen to a [C]thing he'd [D]say
And [C]now that he's not [C/B]here I want him to [D]know
I knew he worked his [C]fingers to the bone[G][Em]
[Em]My momma [C]always knew of [D]my indisc[G]retions
[Em]But she [C]always had an [D]ear for [G]me
[Em]She'd take me [C]to the church and [D]make me [G]listen
[Em]Pray to [C]God on a [D]bended knee
Chorus 2:
I said I hate you and I walked away
I wouldn't listen to a thing she'd say
But one day I turned around and she was gone
I knew she worked her fingers to the bone
Last night I read my son a bed time story
And he looked up at me
He told me Daddy you know I love you
Daddy please don't leave
Chorus 3:
But there will come a day he'll walk away
And he won't listen to a word I'll say
Then one day he'll wake up and he'll know
His daddy worked his fingers to the bone
[C/B]His daddy worked his [C]fingers to the bone[C/B]
His momma worked her [C]fingers to the bone
All we tried to do is [C/B]give you a home
Yeah nobody tried to [C]steer you wrong
C/B C C/B C C/B fade
Cause everybody works their fingers to the bone
