F                      C                    F                      C
I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
F                               C                           F                           C
Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days
F                      C                          F                    C
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
F                     C                            F                     C
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways


F                           C
Call it one drink too many
Am                            C
Call it pride of a man
F                     C                      Am                              C
But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand
F                                                                C
'Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin
F                                                            C
Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grin


F                 C                   Am                C
We do it over and over and over again
F                  C                   Am              C
We do it over and over and over again

F      Am
Oh      -oh

C      C7M 
Oh      -oh
F      Am      C      C7M
Oh      -oh      -oh      -oh
Oh-oh

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh

F                          Am
I know there's California, Oklahoma
C                           C7M
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but

F
Down in the valley with
Am
Whiskey rivers
C                              C7M
These are the places you will find me hidin'
F                           Am      
These are the places I will always go
C                          C7M
These are the places I will always go

F
I am on my way
Am
I am on my way
C                            C7M
I am on my way back to where I started

F      Am      C      C7M

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
(Continue in background)

One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls
I hear your name...

I saw your face in the crowd and you came out
You saw me walkin'...

You got a sign on the door and it reads to me
Just like the grass and the sun and the...

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh

F            Am
I am on my way
C            C
I am on my way
I am on my way back to where I started

California, Oklahoma
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers
These are the places you will find me hidin'
F                  Am      
These are the places I will always go
F                  C
These are the places I will always go

So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways