Six Feet Patent Pending
Intro:
[Am]
[Am] Left, right, left, right, left, right
Gotta [Am]hit the ground before the moon comes down,
Get your [Em]beak into the [F]dirt,
'Cause the [Am]birds out there still waking up,
Are the l[Em]ast to get their [F]worm,
And [Am]even when the table's full
[Em] Only the [F]foolish slow [Am]down
N.C.
I been around long enough to know there ain't enough to go 'round
[Am] Been working to the bone
Been [F]burning both [C]ends
Trying to [Am]make them meet
Before we're [F]hungry a[C]gain
So it's [Am]left, right, left
Down the [F]trail of the [C]dead,
And only [Am]six feet between me and [F]catching my [C]breath
And only [Am]six feet between me and [G]getting some [Am]rest
[Am] Left, right, left, right, left, right, all right
[Am] Gotta grind to the slow times
'Cause [Em]thinking about the clock won't make the [F]time fly
[Am] When you're counting down the minutes adding up the hours given
Remember the [Em]fact that Friday isn't over just '[F]cause you think you finished up
[Am] When you hear that whistle blow,
[Em] Only the [F]weakest go home like [Am]that
N.C.
Pain don't put food on that plate
[Am] Been working to the bone
Been [F]burning both [C]ends
Trying to [Am]make them meet
Before we're [F]hungry a[C]gain
So it's [Am]left, right, left
Down the [F]trail of the [C]dead,
And only [Am]six feet between me and [F]catching my [C]breath
[Am] Been working to the bone
Been [F]burning both [C]ends
Trying to [Am]make them meet
Before we're [F]hungry a[C]gain
So it's [Am]left, right, left
Down the [F]trail of the [C]dead,
And only [Am]six feet between me and [F]catching my [C]breath
And only [Am]six feet between me and [G]getting some [Am]rest
[Am] Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
'Cause [G]every man gunning for the [Dm]first to fall
[Am] Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
It's [G]left, right, left 'til the [Dm]day you die
[Am] Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
'Cause [G]every man gunning for the [Dm]first to fall
[Am] Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
It's [G]left, right, left 'til the [Dm]day you diee
[Am] Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
'Cause [G]every man gunning for the [Dm]first to fall
[Am] Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
It's [G]left, right, left 'til the [Dm]day you die
[Am] Been working to the bone
Been [F]burning both [C]ends
Trying to [Am]make them meet
Before we're [F]hungry a[C]gain
So it's [Am]left, right, left
Down the [F]trail of the [C]dead,
Am N.C.
Sometimes those six feet look tempting, I gotta confess.
[Am] Been working to the bone
Been [F]burning both [C]ends
Trying to [Am]make them meet
Before we're [F]hungry a[C]gain
So it's [Am]left, right, left
Down the [F]trail of the [C]dead,
And only [Am]six feet between me and [F]catching my [C]breath
And only [Am]six feet between me and [G]getting some [Am]rest
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