Union Painter

C F G C Well I joined me the union a long time ago C F G C And now the paint in my bucket resembles my soul C F G C I don't paint for the union, they paint for me C F G C And a fine union painter I'll always be On my way to Nevada, well I broke myself down Here I've been stranded five years in this town Well I heard of a place, a place I could stay They said I'd find Jesus, and be on my way Am F G C Well they said I'd find Jesus, that's what they raved F C G C But I wound up in prison just before I was saved F C G C Yea I would up in prison just before I was saved Well I travel the country, but I don't have a home And I'm surrounded by others, but I'm always alone And when the paintin' time comes, I jump back on a train And spend all my green dollars just to poison my veins Well they said I'd find Jesus, that's what they raved But I wound up in prison just before I was saved Yea I would up in prison just before I was saved I was dead on arrival when I opened my eyes I'm still searchin' for freedom in these southern skies I don't paint for the union, they paint for me C F G C And a fine union painter I'll always be F C G C Yes a fine union painter I'll always be