Rich Men North of Richmond

         Em                 C
I've been selling my soul, working all day
G                   D
Overtime hours, for bullshit pay
         Em                      C
So I can sit out here, and waste my life away
G                            D
Drag back home, and drown my troubles away

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        Em                      C
It's a damn shame, what the world's gotten to
     G                   D
For people like me, and people like you
             Em                    C
Wish I could just wake up, and it not be true
       G         D
But it is, aw it is

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              Em        C        G         D
Livin' in the new world, with an old soul
           Em                         C
These rich men north of Richmond, Lord knows they all
         G                  D
Just wanna have total control
                     Em                        C
Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do
                         G                         D
And they don't think you know, but I know that you do
                         Em                         C
'Cause your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end
                G                 D
'Cause of rich men, north of Richmond

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              Em                       C
I wish politicians would look out for miners
              G                          D
And not just minors on an island somewhere
             Em                             C
Lord, we got folks in the street, ain't got nothin' to eat
        G                   D
And the obese, milkin' welfare
                    Em                         C
But God, if you're five foot three and you're three hundred pounds
      G                           D
Taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds
              Em                      C
Young men are puttin' themselves six feet in the ground
                G                             D
'Cause all this damn country does, is keep on kickin' them down

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              Em                      C
Lord, it's a damn shame, what the world's gotten to
     G                   D
For people like me, and people like you
             Em                    C
Wish I could just wake up, and it not be true
       G         D
But it is, aw it is

[Refrão]

              Em        C        G         D
Livin' in the new world, with an old soul
           Em                         C
These rich men north of Richmond, Lord knows they all
         G                  D
Just wanna have total control
                     Em                        C
Wanna know what you think, wanna know what you do
                         G                         D
And they don't think you know, but I know that you do
                         Em                         C
'Cause your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end
                G                 D
'Cause of rich men, north of Richmond

( Em  C  G  D )
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          Em               C
I've been selling my soul, working all day
G                   D             Em
Overtime hours, for bullshit pay