Verse:
D                                            C                                      Dm          D     C         D     riff x 1
When I was a young man as all good tales begin I was taught to hold out my hand
D                          C                                        Dm           D           C         D     riff x 1
And for my pay I worked an honest day and took what pittance I could win
                  RIFF                                RIFF                          RIFF
Now I�m a Working John and I�m a Working Joe and I�m doing what I know
A
For God and the economy have blessed me with equality
             RIFF                                                 RIFF
And the state protects and feeds me and my conscience never leaves me
               RIFF                            RIFF                               RIFF x 2
And I�m loyal to the union who protects me at all levels
 
Now, as I grew the winds of fortune blew and the bank smiled down upon me
And mortgaged to the hilt I threw the breeze of caution behind me
And I�m a Working John and I�m a Working Joe and I�m good at what I know
And God and the economy have blessed me with equality
And I�m equal to the best of you and better than the rest of you
Who would criticize my success in times of national unrest

Instru: riff x 2 � D  Em  C  Em

Verse #2
D        C          Em           D               D         C        Em D
Now, own my horseless carriage in central heated garage
D                C       Em       D     D      C           Em       D
I commute eighty miles a day up at seven to make it pay
  D       C                 Em   D               D           C                  Em  D
I direct ten limited companies with seeming consummate expertise
D                C       Em       D         D              C         Em       D
Two ulcers and a heart disease a trembling feeling in both knees
 
 

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Transcribed by Jim McWeeney.  Suggestions welcome.