That ain’t no way to get along Eric Clapton Standard E tuning Moderately fast tempo Intro:   Well I’m goin’ home (well I’m going home) Friends sit down (friends sit down) And tell Ma (and tell ma) My Mamma (my Mamma) Friends sit down tell my Ma I’m going home sit down and tell my Ma I’m going home sit down and tell my Ma And that’s no way for me to get along Cos’ these low down (these low down) Women Mama (women Mamma) They treated your (treated your) Your poor son wrong (poor son wrong) A Mamma treated me wrong The low down women Mamma treated your boy so wrong The low down women Mamma done treated your poor son wrong And that’s no way for him to get along They treated me (they treated me) Like my poor heart (like my poor heart) Was made of (was made of) Of rock of stone (of rock of stone) I’m a made of rock of stone My old heart was made of rock of stone My old heart was made of rock of stone And that’s no way for me to get along (Guitar lead over verse 1 chords) I’m stood on (well I’m stood on) The road side (the road side) And I cried alone (I cried alone) All by myself (all by my self) Cried alone all by my self Stood on the road side cried all by my self I stood on the road side cried all by my self And that’s no way for me to get along I just want some (I just want some) Train to come along (come along) And take me And friends away from here Friends take me away from here Train come along and take me away from here Train come along and take me away from here And that’s no way for me to get along ------------ (The song then goes off into an instrumental jam session really cool but ... drawn out. I use the following as an optional ending that works for a listening audience) And that’s no way for me to get along And that’s no way for me to get along