Lyrics:
(While there is only one verse in this song,
It was considered the Mills Brothers theme song
In their early years and deserves representation
five long years for one woman, she had the nerve to put me out.
I got a job in a steel mill, shucking steel like a slave.
Five long years, every
When The Bees Are In The Hive - Bill Monroe
(Bryan/Mills)
By the mill stream sits the Miller's pretty daughter
Her cheeks are like the first red
Oh, the roses haven't bloomed in People's Valley
And the old mill wheel we played on dosen't turn
And the brook still calls your name in People's
worked five long years for one woman, she had the nerve to put me out.
I got a job in a steel mill, shucking steel like a slave.
Five long years
a dozen beers or more
A hundred years of pouring slab,
They're closing down the door
And this mill won't run no more.
There's silence in the valley,
a dozen beers or more
A hundred years of pouring slab,
They're closing down the door
And this mill won't run no more.
There's silence in the valley,
five long years for one woman, she had the nerve to put me out.
I got a job in a steel mill, shucking steel like a slave.
Five long years, every
years for one woman and the she had the nerve to put me out
Got a job in a steel mill, shuckin' steel like a slave
Five long years, ev'ry Friday, I
was gone
I spent ten years in a steel mill, every cent would come home with pay
I spent ten years in the steel mill, every cent it come home with my
just what I'm talking about
Lord I work five long years for one woman, and she had the nerve to kick me out
I got a job at a steel mill, I'm shucking
to just lie down
Always on the go, no time to kill
A lot of runnin' to and fro hard working in the mill
So it blew up and I threw up
Into the eye
at a steel mill
I'm chucking steel just like a slave
Five long years, every Friday y'all I went straight home, yeah
I went straight home
Mistreated
I dreamed, I saw Joe Hill last night
Alive as you and me
Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead"
"I never died" says he
"I never died" says he
Well northern Georgia highway 41
Beside the carpet mills and the gas stations
There was a music store slash radio shack
With the sound of dreamers
at a steel mill
I'm chucking steel just like a slave
Five long years, every Friday y'all I went straight home, yeah
I went straight home
Mistreated
I was eight years old
And running with a dime in my hand
To the bus stop to pick
Up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old
worked five long years for one woman, she had the nerve to put me out.
I got a job in a steel mill, shucking steel like a slave.
Five long years
Yeah
Mill, mill, mill, mill, mill
Damn run it up
Damn haha
Mill, mill, mill, mill, mill
Damn run it up until you get them Ms dawg (Ooh)
I was left
I was eight years old
And running with a dime in my hand
To the bus stop to pick
Up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old
Patriots of the wasteland torching two hundred years
Dragging my spirit back into the dungeon again
Bring back crucification cry the moral death's
tell you I worked, I worked
Five long years for a woman
And she had the nerve to put me out
You know I got a job at a steel mill
Trucking steel like
to become cheap and clean
Grimy faces were never seen
Deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen
We work the black seam together
We work
wanna kill family members is ill
The shit you think about about as each drop hit the seal
Crib paid for the kids get a couple mill
Smoke a lil' weed you
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