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The steel mill closes down tonight |
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As the dying embers fade |
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And all the guys are too tired for tears |
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Checking their final pay |
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Those razored sabres of steel they made |
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They never got to hold |
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So many sold, millions |
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Silence in the bar tonight |
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And some aren't even here |
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And red eyes gaze uncertainly |
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Deep down into their beer |
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And the holy ghost surrounds you with faith |
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And peace of mind |
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And love is all around you everywhere |
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Stick it |
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Stick it out |
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We're sure if you try |
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You'll get by |
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Find a way |
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Stick it |
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Stick it out |
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We're sure if you try |
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You'll get by |
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Find a way |
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They tell you it's all over |
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They don't need you anymore |
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You hear him shout "bring the next one in" |
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As you're walking out the door |
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Decisions for so many dictated by so few |
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A free man for the first time |
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What are you gonna do now |
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Stick it |
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Stick it out |
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We're sure if you try |
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You'll get by |
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Find a way |