Lyrics:
broad day
By a craze lunatic with a gun
Who just happened to work on the same block in a library book depository
Where the President would go for
life
Envy no one, no wish to be with no evil man
For there'll come the day
When you'll be whipped by the father's hand
Live up roots children
of the sun when my work is done
On my pony I take a ride
Where the coyotes howl and the varmints prowl
With my forty-four by my side
I go down that lonesome
me by the seat of the pants
I don't have nothin' to bother me
As happy as a possum in a lemon tree
If I had a wife that'd work at all
I wouldn't
The old man turned off the radio
Said, "Where did all of the old songs go
Kids sure play funny music these days
They play it in the strangest
work in hotel, all gilt and flash
Remember the place where the doors were smashed?
Bell Boy, I got to get running now
Bell Boy, keep my lip buttoned
I don't want you to be no slave
I don't want you to work all day
But I want you to be true
And I just wanna make love to you
Love to you,
drink muddy water
Sleep out in a hollow log, yeah
You promised me you were gonna live by the golden rule
I work all day and walk just like a fool
day by day
So tell me how can we work it out
On that day when it's time to
Share the gold at the end of the rainbow?
How can we work it out
When
drink muddy water
Sleep out in a hollow log, yeah
You promised me you were gonna live by the golden rule
I work all day and walk just like a fool
get up)
I gotta catch that train by midnight for the
Night work, gotta do the night work
Punch that clock and break all the numbers
Night work
Millennium flow
Serena Altschul's here live outside the criminal courthouse
(This is bullshit y'all)
In New York city for the first day in
the world the way I want it
I would set these children free
I'd pay the debts of all the
Poor and let them start anew
I'd find each man who wants to
Work
And temptation strong
A woman's only human
You should understand
She's not just a plaything
She's flesh and blood just like her man
If you want a do-right-all-day
trapped
Well, some things you can explain away
But the heartache's in me 'til this day
You didn't stand by me
No, not at all
You didn't stand by me
you ever seen a man with a guarantee?
Well, you're lookin' at him now, 'cause the man is me
And if you don't believe all the things I say
I'm
made sure of
And he shoveled coal to make a poor man's dollar
My daddy, he worked all night in the Van Lear coal mines
All day long in the field
And all the girls
Who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
You can get to work by 9
And start your slaving job
To get your pay
If you ever get
We are sick and tired
Of being promised this and that.
We work all day, we sweat and slave
To keep the wealthy fat.
They fill our heads with
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line, day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
There's a hole
I see her when the sun is high
The clouds write her name across the sky
But, the boss man is giving me the eye
I'd better go to work, but I'll
fisherman
Never catches more than he knows he can sell in a day
Pull in the nets, seine haul fisherman
Day's for work, night's the time to go dancing
the break of day
Reach over and feel the pillow, baby
Where your sweet man used to lay
Well baby, it's so lonesome by myself
Well, it's so lonesome,
day by day
So tell me
How can we work it out
On that day when its time to share the god at the end of the rainbow
How can we work it out
When
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