Black Peter

Black Peter

Workingman's Dead


 Last Updated 04/15/96
A7 D7 All of my friends come to see me last night A7 D7 I was layin' in my bed and dyin' Em Bm A G F#m Annie Bonneau, from Saint Angel, Em D7 Say the weather down here, so fine Just then the wind came squalling through the dark But who can the weather command Just want to have a little peace to die And a friend or two I love at hand Fever roll up to a hundred and five Roll on up, gonna roll back down One more day, I find myself alive Tomorrow, maybe go beneath the ground C D Em See here how everything lead up to this day Dm Am Em And it's just like any other day that's ever been D G C Em Am Sun goin' up and then, the sun, it goin' down F C D Shine through my window and my friends they come around Dm F A7 Come around, come around The people might know, but the people don't care That a man can be as poor as me Take a look at poor Peter, he's lyin' in pain Now, let's go run and see D7 Run and see.


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