Intro Every day there hangs a cloud (do 2p0h2 on high e) over my side of the mountain the other side is sunny all the time If I could find the strength I would climb over the mountain and let the sunshine ease my worried mind verse 1 Im tired of always working and never getting paid Ive worked my fingers to the bone and ill work them to the grave theres no dollar sign on ethics big brother told me so but if you sell your soul to satan youll be rolling in the dough Chorus Instrumental (this line is the bass solo) verse 2 Ive felt the fire beneath me Ive even tried to climb I gained a little ground and I fall back in line Im tired of muddy water and sitting in the shade Ive sewn a thousand seeds and they always wilt and fade Chorus