Sufferin Chords & Lyrics - Gordon Bok

[INTRO]
[B] [A] [B]

[VERSE]
[B]When I was a young man in my prime
I had a [A]woman and her future by my [B]side
[B]But the four winds blow and the grass don't grow
'Round the [A]feet of a man with travellin' in his [B]hide

[VERSE]
So I [E]threw off all the [F#]shackles and the [B]chains
And I [E]said goodbye to [F#]what's-her-name
And I [B]suffered through the [E]cold September [F#]rain
[B]Headed back to [A]freedom once a[B]gain [A] [B]

[VERSE]
[B]Well, I tried my luck on a fiery buck
At the [A]back of a two-room ramblin' ranchin' [B]shack
[B]Now there's nothing worse than a buckskin horse
With a [A]mind of his own and a saddle on his [B]back

[VERSE]
For [E]riding he just [F#]couldn't seem to [B]care
So he [E]left me there in the [F#]dusty air
And I [B]suffered through the [E]insult and the [F#]pain
[B]Landed on my [A]backside once a[B]gain [A] [B]

[VERSE]
[B]Well, I broke my back laying down the track
For the [A]railroad that was making its way out [B]West
[B]But I had no feel for the cold hard steel
And a [A]kind of a job that would give a man no [B]rest

[VERSE]
So I [E]said goodbye and I [F#]headed North for [B]gold
And I [E]staked my claim on a [F#]salted vein
And I [B]suffered from the [E]hunger and the [F#]cold
And [B]all I found was a [A]young man growing [B]old [A] [B]

[VERSE]
[B]I drank my fill of the barroom swill
And I [A]danced 'til the sun was a jewel in the morning [B]sky
[B]I used my fist for a goodnight kiss
On the [A]face of a man with evil in his [B]eye

[VERSE]
Then I [E]stumbled through the [F#]morning feeling [B]ill
Till I [E]fell with a thud in the [F#]rain and the mud
And I [B]suffered through a [E]day or two in [F#]jail
Then I [B]headed back for the [A]freedom of the [B]trail

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[B] [A] [B]
[B] [A] [B]
[E] [F#] [B]
[E] [F#] [B] [E] [F#]
[B] [A] [B]

[VERSE]
[B]Well, the years have flown, but the times I've known
Were [A]better than a poke in the eye with a rusty [B]nail
[B]If a man will try and a man don't lie to himself
Life can [A]be one hell of a [B]tale

[VERSE]
To [E]change my life, I [F#]wouldn't give a [B]dime
And [E]when I go the [F#]books will show
That I [B]suffered from my [E]youth right through my [F#]prime
I'm [B]headed back to [A]freedom, one last [B]time