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