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He moves efficiently Beyond security Great opportunity awaits Airport fluorescent Creature of habit Labored breathing and shallow skin Recycled
a good old American guest Yes I want to live on the land that I've loved and I've labored for And spend a few days headed west I'm longing to ride
There's where this old darky's heart am long to go. There's where I labored so hard for old massa, Day after day in the fields of yellow corn, No place
and I've labored for And spend a few days headed west
She labored so hard in this world below she didn't have things that most mothers know Raising her children on a widow's small pay washing
There's where the darkey's heart am longed to go. There's where I labored so hard for old massa, Day after day in the field of yellow corn, No place
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go, There's where I labored so hard for old massa, Day after day in the field of yellow corn, No place
The next thing she told me Was, "The caboose is off the track." For days and nights I labored To get it back with the train All was ready for
Cannonball I loved this girl so dearly so I fixed the whistle back The next thing she told me was The cabooses off of the track But days and nights a labored
nineteen He was the bravest union man That I have ever seen Harry Simms was a palomine We labored side by side Expecting to be shot on sight Or taken for
age was nineteen He was the bravest union man, that I have ever seen Harry Simms was a palomine, we labored side by side Expecting to be shot
nights, we've labored to exhaustion 'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe But now the breeze is from the East, we'll come about for Boston 'Way, haul away,
A still life on a floor filled half-full With dirty clothes, meaning, garbage and smoke Labored and slow and somehow real None of it moves
forefathers and I say About their courage For they spoke a foreign language And they labored with theirs hands The same way you did, my friend So
She labored so hard in this world below She didn't have things that most mothers know Raising her children on a widow's small pay Washing and ironing
your hand Through this life we've labored hard to earn our meager fare It's brought us trembling hands and failing eyes So I'll just rest here
These fatal fantasies Giving way to labored breath, takin' all of me We've already done it in my head If it's make-believe Why does it feel like a vow
Twenty some odd years ago a drunkard down in Memphis Lost a month of life and labored to the county jail Just because he asked a little green eyed girl
In the beautiful hills in the midst of Roane Country It's there that I labored my whole life away It's there that my heart is a-turnin' most ever
See the fields of sweat and tears Where we labored in love We cursed the wind and we prayed for rain But never thought of giving it up Oh, down
sweet in the springtime There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go There's where I labored so hard for old massa Day after day in the field
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go, There's where I labored so hard for old massa, Day after day in the field of yellow corn, No place
sweet in the springtime There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go There's where I labored so hard for old massa Day after day in the field
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go, There's where I labored so hard for old massa, Day after day in the field of yellow corn, No place
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