None of them
Intro
C/G Em C/G
Em
Verse 1
C/G Em
This place don't smell like Winston's and whiskey no more.
C/G Em
Their feet don’t creep and creak your heart or the hardboard on this floor
C/G Em
And Grandmas old garden ain't what it used to be. There's rats on tomato's,and holes in the leaves.
D C
Fell in the yard where Grandad parked his car, before driving us to drive-Inns and breaking our hearts.
C/G C/G
Them quarters quit coming.
That engine quit running.
Em
That truck just stays sitting, them bells in the kitchen.
D C
Even though he was well trained, well read, and well taught.
Chorus
C G
The robot killed the workin man,
D Em
Took the nail and hammer right out of his hands.
C G
Sealed up the coffin, sold off the land.
D Em
Replaced a good book with machines in their hands.
C G
And sooner or later, more soon than not.
D Em
Them home grown tomatoes all ripen and rot.
C G D Em
With no rhyme or reason, no helping hand. The day the robot killed the working man.
Instrumental
C G D Em x2
Verse 2
C/G Em
This place don’t look like what it looked like when I was a kid.
C/G Em
Can’t you see what a giant step for humanity did?
C/G Em
And all of them callouses for palaces built in the sky boy
D C
mean nothing to the machine on the day the workin man dies boy.
Chorus
C G
The robot killed the workin man,
D Em
Took the nail and hammer right out of his hands.
C G
Sealed up the coffin, sold off the land.
D Em
Replaced a good book with machines in their hands.
C G
And sooner or later, more soon than not.
D Em
Them home grown tomatoes all ripen and rot.
C G D Em
With no rhyme or reason, no helping hand. The day the robot killed the working man.
Instrumental
C G D Em x2
Verse 3
C/G Em
And brick by brick them Bryan boy's built this town.
C/G Em
And brick by brick them bastards are tearing it down.
C/G Em
There's no one to be angry at everytime a working man falls.
D C
It's more as for gambling and more as for more of it all.
Chorus
C G
The robot killed the workin man,
D Em
Took the nail and hammer right out of his hands.
C G
Sealed up the coffin, sold off the land.
D Em
Replaced a good book with machines in their hands.
C G
And sooner or later, more soon than not.
D Em
Them home grown tomatoes all ripen and rot.
C G D Em
With no rhyme or reason, no helping hand. The day the robot killed the working man.
Instrumental
C G D Em x2
Outro
C/G Em
Grandmas old garden ain't what it used to be. There's rats on tomato's,and holes in the leaves.
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