capo 2

G
hardest work that ever i done , was done beneath that burning sun
D G
hauling that tobacco around to cure .

i would chop that wicked weed til my hands and fingers bleed
D G
working like a mule maybe more
C G
we’ve been farming on this land since 1810
Em C D
through flood , drought and pestilence and war
G
now i sure Am sad to say that i lived to see this day
D G
and we don’t grow tobacco around here no more!

chorus :

C G
we don’t grow , we don’t grow
D
oh , it’s still the only work we’ll ever know
C G
well , we don’t grow , we don’t grow
D G
we don’t grow tobacco around here no more!

G
grandpa told me this , i know change is coming won’t be slow
D G
knocking just like a thunder at the door

barren fields are all around , empty barns just falling down
D G
well iron weeds coming up through the floor
C G
once we growed it by the pound now the kids all moved to town
Em C D
and all that’s left are elderly and poor
G
now i sure Am sad to say that i will live to see this day
D G
and we don’t grow tobacco around here no more

C G
we don’t grow , we don’t grow
D
oh , it’s still the only work we’ll ever know
C G
well , we don’t grow , we don’t grow
D G
we don’t grow tobacco around here no more!

whoooo yes i sure Am sad to say this way of life has gone away
D G
now that we don’t grow tobacco around here no more
D G
well , no we don’t grow tobacco around here no more!