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what lay beyond
That all depends the master said
Which side are you on

CHORUS

Some men work for little things
And some men work for more
Some men work
and the lumbermen
And the men who work the mills
And the poor hard workin' miners
Who died inside the hill

[Chorus]
While the rivers that flow
Are the blood
and the lumbermen
And the men who work the mills
And the poor hard workin' miners
Who died inside the hill

[Chorus]
While the rivers that flow
Are the blood
the morning light the water in the branch
We ride along four men strong together
Every plain and ridge is our heritage the Ponderosa ranch

Day by day work
Stoller
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang
All day long they work so hard till
to ever possess minds of man, purest noxious water to wipe out hordes and tribes. 
Ugliest work of art and violence ever seen by motal men. 
Prepare for
Eliza (work)

Daddy said to be home by sundown

Daddy doesn’t need to know

Daddy said not to go downtown

Like I said, you’re free to go
But
Hohh!

Here come the Men In Black
It's the MIB's, uh, here come the MIB's
Here come the Men In Black, Men In Black
They won't let you remember

Nah
I've seen so many women
Who've had so many good men in life

Men who would stand by 'em through thick and thin
Men who would go to work everyday
women who've had so many good men in life
Men who would stand by them through thick and thin
Men who'd go to work everyday and 
Bring home their hard
the prison cellAnd they beat him and offered him bribesTo desert the cause of his fellow manAnd work for the rich men's tribe,To work for the rich men's
of the dreams
Of the men below

Imagine, having to fight
To work two miles down from the air and the light
And imagine, having to plead
That a job that can
in life
Men who would stand by them through thick and thin
Men who'd go to work everyday and
Bring home their hard earned pay
Men who'd give their
of men in the court house yard any time that you go by 
Playin' checkers and tradin' odds and makin' jokes about their wives 
They wait all week for pay
I look out my window to a blinding bright light
Enola passes passes by
Tomorrow tomorrow
A look at tomorrow
Hysterical men women and children
Run in
here belong, and standing strong, wrong ain't got a chance .

Day by day, work or play, ready side by side 
Hello friend, come on in, the gate is open
the rich while poor men starve

We work we eat together
We need no swords
We will not bow to the masters or pay rent to the lords
We are free men
who feeds the rich
While poor men starve

We work, we eat together
We need no swords
We will not bow to masters
Or pay rent to the lords
We are
they take my love and cut me like a knife
I spit these words at vile lies the worlds forgotten men
Ain't no work
Ain't no work
For an honest man
the land I love the best

In the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave
Well,
I never, never had a dream come true
In my every dream, I'm loved by you
And we're free as the wind
And true love is no sin
Therefore, men are
Shine, shine, the light of good works shine
The watch before the city gates depicted in their prime
That golden light all grimy now
Three hundred
the land I love the best

In the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave
Well,
the best

In the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave
Well, she tore their boats
five's a deadly hole
And the men most likely won't come out alive

Waiting at the gate, we are waiting at the gate
Smoke and fire does boil and roll