D Well now, boys I've been to Bethlehem G Rode there on a big steam train D Lost two fingers in the steel wheels A D And I ain't goin' back again. D I fought for my country G Lord knows I did my best D Crawlin' cross some foreign field A D They pinned a ribbon to my chest. Chorus: G So pass around the bottle boys D Let's talk about old times Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin A D Here on the Welfare Line. D Served on a Georgia road gang G Couldn't pay the debts I owed D Cause I ain't made of silver A D And I ain't ever seen no gold. D I still remember Rachel G Soft as a velvet gown D They laid her in a pauper's grave A D On the other side of town. Chorus: D G D A D D Now some folks are born to money G You know I wish 'em well D If the Devil should ever want my soul A D I swear I'd never sell. Chorus: