C My little girl, won't you come with me? A#m F Come with me, and tell me, Chorus: F Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? A#m Is there something to do? I'm going crazy with boredom Come with me And tell me Chorus Grey sky over a black town I can feel depression all around You've got your leather boots on Chorus I can't stand another drink It's surprising this town doesn't sink You've got your leather boots on Chorus Your pretty dress is oil stained From working too hard for too little You've got your leather boots on Chorus You're feeling the boredom too I'd gladly go with you I'd put your leather boots on Chorus I'd put your pretty dress on Chorus - x2 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA#m C F |