At the end of the day you’re an oth er day (Cm)old er.

And that’s all you can say for the life of the (C)poor.

It’s a (Bb)strug gle, it’s a (F)war.

And there’s (Bb)noth ing that an y one’s (F)giv ing.

One more (Gm)day ter stand ing a (D7)bout, what is it (Eb)for?

One less day to be liv ing.

At the end of the day you’re an oth er day (Cm)cold er.

And the shirt on your back does n’t keep out the (C)chill.

And the (Bb)right eous hur ry (F)past.

They don’t (Bb)hear ing the lit tle one’s (F)cry ing.

And the (Gm)win ter is ing on (D7)fast, read y to (Eb)kill.

One day near er to liv ing.

dy ing.

At the end of the day there’s an oth er day (C)dawn ing.

And the sun in the morn ing is wait ing to (C)rise.

Like the (G)waves crash on the (D)sand, like a (G)storm that ’ll break an y (D)sec ond, there’s a (Ab)hun ger in the (Eb)land.

There’s a (Ab)reck on ing still to be (Eb)reck oned.

And there’s (Bb)gon na be hell to (F)pay

at the end of the (Gm)day.

At the end of the day you get noth ing for (Cm)noth ing.

Sit ting flat on your butt does n’t buy an y (Cm)bread.

There are (Bb)chil dren back at (F)home.

And the (Bb)chil dren have got to be (F)fed.

And you’re (Gm)luck y to be in a (D7)job, and in a (Eb)bed.

And we’re count ing our bless ings.

at the end of the (Gm)day.