[03:54.00]Throw a capo on the third fret and this should sound about right.
[03:54.00]Hardest work that ever
[03:54.00]I done, bent beneath that burnin' sun
[03:54.00]Haulin' that tobacco 'round to cure
[03:54.00]How we chopped that wicked **** 'till our hands and fingers bleed
[03:54.00]Workin' like a mule, maybe more
[03:54.00]We been farmin' on this land
[03:54.00]Since eighteen hundred ten
[03:54.00]Through flood and drought
[03:54.00]And pestilence and war
[03:54.00]Now I sure am sad to say
[03:54.00]That I've lived to see this day
[03:54.00]When we don't grow tobacco '
[03:54.00]Round here no more
[03:54.00]We don't grow, we don't grow
[03:54.00]Oh, it's still the only work we'll ever know
[03:54.00]We don't grow, we don't grow
[03:54.00]We don't grow tobacco 'round here no more
[03:54.00]Granpa told me, this
[03:54.00]I know, change is comin', won't be slow
[03:54.00]Knockin' just like thunder at the door
[03:54.00]Fallow fields are all around, empty barns just fallin' down
[03:54.00]Iron ***** comin' up through the floor
[03:54.00]Once we growed it by the pound
[03:54.00]Now the kids all move to town
[03:54.00]And all that's left are elderly and poor
[03:54.00]Now I sure and sad to say
[03:54.00]That I've lived to see the day
[03:54.00]When we don't grow tobacco '
[03:54.00]Round here no more
[03:54.00]We don't grow, we don't grow
[03:54.00]Oh, it's still the only work we'll ever know
[03:54.00]We don't grow, we don't grow
[03:54.00]We don't grow tobacco 'round here no more
[03:54.00]Yes, I sure am sad to say this way of life has gone away
[03:54.00]Now that we don't grow tobacco 'round here no more
[03:54.00]We don't grow tobacco 'round here no more