{t:Get Back In Line}
{st:Written by Ray Davies of the Kinks}
{st:Tabbed by Christopher C Heckman (checkman@math.gatech.edu)}

{c:There's lots of nice little fills, but I haven't gotten to those yet.}

[G]Facing the world ain't easy, [D]when there isn't anything going,
[G]Standing at the corner waiting, [D]watching time go by.
[D]Will I go to work today or [C]shall I bide my time?
[D]'Cos when I see that union man walking down the [C]street,
[D]He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve or I [G]eat.
[D]When he walks up to me and the sun begins to [C]shine,
Then he [D]walks right past and I know that I've got to get back in the [G]line.

[G]Now I think of what my momma told me, 
[D]She always said that it would never work out,
[G]But all I want to do is make some money [D]and bring you home my wine.
[D]For I don't ever want you to see me [C]standing in that line,
[D]'Cos that union man's got such a hold over [C]me,
[D]He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve or I [G]eat.
When he [D]walks up to me and the [C]sun begins to shine,
Then he [D]walks right past and I know that I've got to get [G]back in the line.
[D]Get back, get back, get right back in the [G]line.