G# I dedicate this song to the working man For every man that puts in a hard Eight or ten hours a day of work and toil and sweat Always got somebody looking down his neck Trying to get more out of 'em Than he really ought to have to put in G# After twenty nine long years of working in this shop A#7 With Oney standing over me D#7 Today when that old whistle blows G# I'll check in all my gear and I'll retire G# The superintendent just stopped by A#7 And said they planned my little get-together D#7 And then he said I'd never have made it G# If old Oney hadn't of held me to the fire I've seen him in my dreams at night And woke up in the morning feeling tired And old Oney don't remember, when I came here How he tried to get me fired With his folded hands behind him Every morning Oney waited at the gate Where he'd rant and rave like I committed murder Clocking in five minutes late But today they'll gather 'round me Like I've seen them do when any man retires Then old Oney's going to tell me From now on I'm free to do what I desire He'll present me with that little old gold watch They give a man at times like this But there's one thing he's not counting on Today's the day I give old Oney his I've been working, building muscles Oney's just been standing around a getting soft And today about four-thirty I'll make up for every good night's sleep I've lost When I'm gone I'll be remembered As the working man who put his point across With a right hand full of knuckles Because today I show old Oney who's the boss | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA#7 D#7 G# |