D
The assembly plant moved to Mexico, the domestic sales started getting slow
        G                             A
but the bills kept pooring in, me and beck took it on the chin
        D
And the day the landlord threw us out, Becky she threw in the towel
G
She had enough at last
A
of these modern grapes of wrath


Chorus
G                                   D
Saddam Huessien still has a job but I don't
G                                         A
Tonight he'll sleep in a big warm bed but I won't
              D 	 
You'll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
       G                             
with a sign that reads will work for food
    Em                 G                             A
and later I'll take my place around the trash barrel fire
           G                 A                 D
wheres the pot of gold for a street man named desire



It seems like a million years ago, I faced each day full of hope

honest labor with my hands, making a livin, making plans

Well I never was much at drinking before but these days its all that 
keeps me warm

Its still hard to belive

This could ever happen to me

Chorus

2x

2nd Chorus
G                                   D
The President still has a job but I don't
G                                         A
Tonight he'll sleep in a big warm bed but I won't
              D 	 
You'll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
       G                             
with a sign that reads will work for food
    Em                 G                             A
and later I'll take my place around the trash barrel fire
           G                 A                 D
wheres the pot of gold for a street man named desire
           G                 A                Bm
wheres the pot of gold for a street man named desire