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Facing the world ain't easy when there isn't anything going |
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Standing at the corner waiting watching time go by |
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Will i go to work today or shall i bide my time |
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'cos when i see that union man walking down the street |
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He's the man who decides if i live or i die, if i starve, or i eat |
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Then he walks up to me and the sun begins to shine |
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Then he walks right past and i know that i've got to get back in the line |
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Now i think of what my mamma told me |
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She always said that it would never ever work out |
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But all i want to do is make some money |
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And bring you home some wine |
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For i don't ever want you to see me |
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Standing in that line |
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'cause that union man's got such a hold over me |
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He's the man who decides if i live or i die, if i starve, or i eat |
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Then he walks up to me and the sun begins to shine |
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Then he walks right past and i know that i've got to get back in the line |
