evening haze settling over town
The starlight by the edge of the creek
The buying power of the poultry
Money's getting shallow and weak
Well, the place I love best
It's a new path that we trod
They say low wages are reality
If we wanna compete abroad
My cruel weapons have been
You are dearer to me than myself
While I'm listening to the steel rails hum,
got both eyes to the shell
Just sitting here trying to keep the hunger
from creeping its way into my gut
bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back and fight your
Let's sing a little bit of these work
Well, I'm sailing on back,
I'm ready for the long haul
Tossed by the winds and the seas
I'll drag them all down to hell
I'll stand them at the wall,
I'll sell them to the refugees
Gonna sleep off the rest of the day
sometimes you can't give it away
some of them may be deaf and dumb
No man and no woman knows
the hour that's on the call
In the dark I hear the night birds call,
I can feel a lover's breath
Sleep is like a temporary death
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back and fight your best
Sing a little bit of these
Well, they burned my barn,
I don't want to be forced
Into a life of continual crime
How I wish you were here to see
And think 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
I'm gonna have to straighten
It's all true, everything you've heard
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back and fight your best
Sing a little bit of these working men
And you my friend, I find no blame
You wanna look in my eyes, please do
That I took up arms against you
All across the peaceful sacred fields,
They'll break your horns,
I say it so it must be so
I'm gonna give you another chance
I'm all alone, I'm expecting you
to lead me off in a cheerful dance
I got a brand new suit, a brand new wife
I can live on rice and beans
Some people have a world,
Don't know what work even means
Bring me my books and shoes
You can hang back and fight your best
Sing a little bit of these working bands
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