BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN: SHACKLED AND DRAWN From The Album: Wrecking Ball Capo on 3rd fret Great morning light splits through the chain Another day older and closer to the grave I'm closer to the grave and come the dawn I woke up this morning shackled and drawn Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on Trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong Woke up this morning shackled and drawn I always love the feel of sweat on my shirt Stand back, son, and let a man work Let a man work, is that so wrong I woke up this morning shackled and drawn Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on What's a poor boy to do in a world gone wrong Woke up this morning shackled and drawn Freedom, son, is a dirty shirt The sun on my face and my shovel in the dirt The shovel in the dirt keeps the devil gone I woke up this morning shackled and drawn Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on What's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song I woke up this morning shackled and drawn Gambling man rolls the dice, working man pays the bills It's still fat and easy up on bankers hill Up on bankers hill the party's going strong - Down here below we're shackled and drawn Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on Trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong Woke up this morning shackled and drawn Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn Pick up the rock, son, and carry it on What's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song I woke up this morning shackled and drawn