G A A They're going to get to it tomorrow G A But they don't care at all A They're going to ease your pain and sorrow G A But we heard the same before A G A All my loving friends taking nothing home A G A And I can't be the one to lay troubles on All their homes are broken And what are they going to do? There's no magic potion Their lying days are through Love and lust go hand-in-hand Everything turn to dust in our promised land Chorus: A D A C Take the well-dressed man A D A C And watch him pass you by A D A C Work your life away A D A C Make me want to cry E D C B A In these modern times A Oh oh oh I'm going to scream it on a mountain To every valley wide It's all your money they're counting And to your face they lie Put on your work boots, mama and your morning gown Twelve men dead today they're already in the ground Chorus: See the well-dressed man Watch him pass you by Work your life away Make me want to cry In these modern times In these modern times In these modern times Oh | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C D E G B |