E A When I look back on what I done, bout a hundred years from now A E B Gonna cry myself to sleep at night, somebody shows me how ahhoohh E A When the sun shines down, whats left of me, bout a hundred years from now A E B Gonna cut my water with a rebel yell, and claw my way back to town A C# One hundred yeaaaaars, one hundred yeaaaars E C# Ab They’ll break me, but I’ll break them toooooooooooooo A E B E Oh and this here’s for the brakemen, and this one is for you E A When the sky cracks open, and the thunder comes bout a hundred years from now A E B Gonna bury this old yoke and chan, in the cold wet ground E A And when I get off at tennebrook farm, bout a hundred years from now A E B I’m gonna marry you out of common sense, and get out from behind this cloud E C# A E C# Ladadadada, lada dadadaaaaa, ladadadada da daaah aah, la daaaa badadadada, ladadadada A ladadadadaaaaa daaa daaaaa A C# One hundred years, one hundred years E C# Ab they’ll break me, but I’ll break them Toooooo A E B E Oh and this one’s for the brakemen, and this one is for you A C# One hundred years, one hundred years E C# Ab they’ll break me but I’ll break them Toooooooooo A E B E Oh and this one’s for the brakemen, and this one is for you