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Workman’s Daughter


I’m in love with the workman’s daughter


If a stray gaze permeates a great hate radiates


And counterweights all fine fate with the workman’s daughter



Imminent haste paint the workman’s orders


Lone sweat puddles where I‘m told once there was hair


That chose to vacate space for the jerks disorders



I lay low at the break of day


On the hope that fate may throw some break my way


and lure her to me


If I say so I think that she


Maybe might consider me a fine minded man of modesty


Wake------up-----kid ‘cuz you-------don’t--------fit


With whatever the endeavor she could do or did


Workman’s mad ‘cuz I love his daughter

Piss poor is the pay - his spit born in a spray as he raves

But I take it all for the workman’s daughter


I lay low at the break of day

On the hope that fate may throw some break my way

and lure her to me

Is workman too dim to see

She’s the only reason I would work so cheap and put up with the creep

Wake up kid you’re just wasting your wits

On something that you’re never gonna end up with   


words and music © Frank Allison

Guitar tuned to E major = EBEG#BE

numbers = fret position (0 = open, X = muted) 022100 = standard E chord

workman riff is E - E - F - G# - B - E - E - C# - E played on the 6th and 5th strings over the open E chord. OR skip the riff and strum the open E chord.

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