C 
My little girl, won't you come with me? 
A#m                     F 
Come with me, and tell me, 
( F throughout) 
Is there something to do? 

Is there something to do? 

Is there something to do? 
                      A#m  A#m7 A#m 
Is there something to do?  

{End Chorus} 
 
{Verse 2 (same as 1)} 
 
I'm going crazy with boredom. 

Come with me, and tell me. 
 
{Chorus} 
 
{Verse 3} 
 

C 
Greay sky over a black town, 
A#m 
I can feel depression all around. 
                              F 
You've got your leather boots on. 
 
{Chorus} 
 
{Verse 4 (same as 3)} 
 
I can't stand another drink, 

It's surprising this town doesn't sink. 

You've got your leather boots on. 
 
{Chorus} 
 
{Verse 5 (same as 3 and 4)} 

Your pretty dress is oil-stained, 

from working too hard for too little. 

You've got your leather boots on. 
 
{Chorus} 
 
{Verse 6 (same as 3,4,5)} 
 
You're feeling the boredom too. 

I'd gladly go with you. 

I'd put your leather boots on. 
 
{Chorus} 
 
I'd put your pretty dress on. 
 
{Chorus} 
 
{Coda} 
 

C 
Is there something to do? 
                      A#m 
Is there something to do? 
               Fm      A#m 
Is there something to do? 
     D#                Fm 
Is there something to do?