Smokey Factory Blues

A Asus4 A Asus4 Early in the misty, misty morning A Asus4 A Asus4 Heading for another freeway jam A Asus4 Sleepy eyed and shivering A Asus4 Waking up and wishing A Asus4 A Asus4 It was Sunday. I wish it was Sunday A Asus4 A Asus4 On the radio they're playing love songs A Asus4 A Asus4 Songs that make me want to turn around A Asus4 Factory gates are up ahead A Asus4 I wish that I was home in bed A Asus4 A Asus4 With you, my love, back home with you, my love E But I work to make a living D A And I work without a break E And I work when I am sleeping D A And I work when I'm awake E Yes, and I'd like to leave the city D A But I can't afford the move D And I think I'm goin' under D D A E A Asus4 With those way down low down smokey factory blues A Asus4 A Asus4 I was born a lover, not a worker A Asus4 A Asus4 Money doesn't smell like sweet perfume A Asus4 Some of us feel out of place A Asus4 With engine oil upon our face A Asus4 A Asus4 Believe me, you'd better believe me E And I work to make a living D A And I work without a break E And I work when I am sleeping D A And I work when I'm awake E Yes, and I'd like to leave the city D A But I can't afford the move E And I think I'm goin' under D D A E A Asus4 With those way down low down smokey factory blues E And I work to make a living D A And I work without a break E And I work when I am sleeping D A And I work when I'm awake E Yes, and I'd like to leave the city D A But I can't afford the move E And I think I'm goin' under D D A E A With those way down low down smokey factory blues