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Recorded by Hank Williams
Written by Hank Williams and Fred Rose
Capo: 1st Fret Key: F# Play: F
Now you're F lookin' at a man that's gettin' kind-a mad
I had lot's of luck but it's all been bad
No C7 matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world a-F live.
My fishin' pole's broke the creek is full of sand
My woman run away with another man
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.
A Bb distant uncle passed away Bb7 and F left me quite a batch F7
And Bb I was livin'g high until that fatal Bb7 day
A lawyer C7 proved I wasn't born
I was only hatched.---F
Ev'rything's agin' me and it's got me down
If I jumped in the river I would prob'ly drown
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.
These shabby shoes I'm wearin' all the time
Are full of holes and nails
And brother if I stepped on a worn out dime
I bet a nickel I could tell you if it was heads or tails.
I'm not gonna worry wrinkles in my brow
'Cause nothin's ever gonna be alright nohow
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.
(ADDITIONAL VERSES)
I could buy a Sunday suit and it would leave me broke
If it had two pair of pants I would burn the coat
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.
If it was rainin' gold I wouldn't stand a chance
I wouldn't have a pocket in my patched up pants
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.