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Tom:
G I'm there at 8, not 8:01, and I stay late to get it done
Em Am Dm G And tolerate the boss's son, good jobs don't grow on trees
G There's even rumors goin' round, there gonna shut this factory down
Em Am Dm G C It's gonna kill this little town, if they send it over- seas
F C You can hope for the best and plan for the worst
F C If lightening doesn't strike you first
F Em G Who knows what's gonna happen in the end
Dm E F G C I just work like it's all up to me and pray like it's all up to Him
G I got that Friday pay check in my hand, minus a bite from Uncle Sam
Em Am Dm G But no complaints, I understand, it's the nature of the game
G I pay the water bill, electricity, the mortgage and that policy
Em Am Dm G C That takes care of my family, should the good Lord call my name
F C And I just hope for the best and plan for the worst
F C If lightening doesn't strike me first
F Em G Who knows what's gonna happen in the end
Dm E F G C I just work like it's all up to me and pray like it's all up to Him
Am F And at the end of the day when I've done all I can
F#dim F G I drop to my knees and leave it all in His hands
F C And I just hope for the best and plan for the worst
F C If lightening doesn't strike me first
F Em G Who knows what's gonna happen in the end
Dm E F G C I just work like it's all up to me and pray like it's all up to Him
C C G F G C Like it's all up to Him
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