C
My little girl, won't you come with me?
A#m                     F
Come with me, and tell me,

(chorus)

(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?

(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 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?