Starlight by the edge of the creek
The buying power of the prolet
Money's getting shallow and weak
Well, the place I love best
It's a new path that we trod
They say lower wages are reality
If we want it we'll pay the bar
Come sit down on my knees
You are dearer to me than myself
While I'm listening to the steel rails hum
Got both eyes tight and shine
trying to keep the hunger from
Creeping its way into my gut
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best
Sing a little bit of these
Well, I'm sailin' on back
Tossed by the winds an d the seas
I'll drag them all down to hell
and I'll stand amid the war
I'll sell them to the enemies
Gonna sleep off the rest of the day
Sometimes you can't give it away
Some of them they get never done
The hour that's all become
In the dark I hear the night birds call,
I can feel a lover's breath
with my feet in the hall,
sleep is like a temporary death
bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best
Well, they burned my barn
I don't want to be forced
Into a life of continual crime
I can see for myself that
How I wish you were here to see
Tell me now, am I wrong in thinking
That you have forgotten me?
Now they worry and they hurry
and they fuss and they fret
They waste your nights and days
but you I'll remember always
You've wounded me with your words
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best
Sing a little bit of these work
And you, my friend, I find no blame
No one can ever claim that I took
All across the peaceful sacred fields,
They'll break your hearts
and slash you with steel,
I say it so, it must be so
gonna give you another chance
I'm all alone, I'm expecting you
to lead me off in a children's dance
I can live on nice and easy
Don't know what work even means
Well, beat me at the bottom,
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best
Sing a little bit of these workin' back blues
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