G B7 Em Am7 D7 G
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Oh I laid down your railroads, every mile of track.
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B7 Em Am7 D7 G
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With the muscles on my arm and the sweat upon my back.
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G7 C G C G
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And now the trains are rolling, they roll to every shore
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C G A7 D
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You tell me that my job is through, there ain't no work no more.
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G B7 Em Am7 D7 G
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Though I laid down your highways all across the land.
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B7 Em Am7 D7 G
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With the ringing of the steel and the power of my hands.
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G7 C G C G
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And now the roads are there like ribbons in the sky,
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C G A7 D
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You tell me that my job is through but still I wonder why.
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Em Bm
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For the wages were low and the hours were long
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Em D7
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And the labour was all I could bear.
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Em Bm
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Now you've got new machines for to take my place
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Am7 D7
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And you tell me it's not mine to share.
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G B7 Em Am7 D7 G
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Though I laid down your factories and laid down your fields,
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B7 Em Am7 D7 G
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With my feet on the ground and my back to your wheels.
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G7 C G C G
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And now the smoke is rising, the steel is all a-glow,
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C G D7 G
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I'm walking down a jobless road and where am I to go.
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(repeat)
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Em Am D7 G
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Tell me, where am I to go.
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Automation Song
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| Phil Ochs |
