Fm Eb Bb Fm Bb Fm7 Eb Bb Fm Bb Fm7 Eb Bb Fm Bb Fm Eb Bb Fm Bb [Verse 1] Fm Eb Bb Fm Eb Bb Lord, I'm a working man and music is my trade Eb Bb C7 I'm traveling with this five piece band, I play the ace of spades Fm F Bbm Ab Eb I have a wife and family who don't see much of me F7 Bb7 God bless the absentee [Verse 2] Fm7 Bb7 Fm7 Eb Bb7 Lord, I am a surgeon and music is my knife F Eb Bb7 C7 It cuts away my sorrow and purifies my life Fm F Bbm Ab Eb But if I could release my heart and veins and arteries F7 Bb7 I'd say God bless the absentee [Verse 3] Ebm7 Ebm D Gb I miss my woman so, I miss my bed Cm B C I miss those soft places I used to lay my head [Verse 4] Ebm D Gb My son don't need me yet, his bones are soft Cm B C7 He flies a silver airplane, he wears a golden cross F7 Bb7 God bless the absentee [Verse 5] Bb Lord, this country's changed so fast Fm F Bb C7 The future is the present, the present's in the past Fm F7 Bbm Ab Eb Highways are in litigation, the airports disagree F7 Bb7 God bless the absentee