| Well, I’m tired of livin' and I’m scared of dyin'
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| I can’t get ahead and there’s no use a tryin'
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| Things would better change and I ain’t a lyin'
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| Somethin' better happen pretty soon
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| Yeah, the people workin' around and everyday
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| Are gettin' promotion and raisin' pay
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| But I keep a workin' the same old way
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| And somethin' better happen pretty soon
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| Yeah, the man next door owns a forty room shack
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| Rides around ever day in a big Cadillac
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| But I’m still walkin' that’s a fact
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| Seems somethin' better happen pretty soon
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| Well, I’m tired of livin' and I’m scared of dyin'
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| I can’t get ahead and there’s no use a tryin'
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| Things would better change and I ain’t a lyin'
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| Somethin' better happen pretty soon
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| Well, everybody’s got a girl to call his own
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| But I keep on a livin' all alone
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| Like a king without a throne
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| Somethin' better happen pretty soon
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| Well, my brother Bill, he’s a never broke
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| He has worked so slick and that ain’t no joke
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| If things don’t change I’m afraid I’ll croak
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| Somethin' better happen pretty soon
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| Yeah, I’m tired of livin' and I’m scared of dyin'
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| I can’t get ahead and there’s no use a tryin'
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| Things would better change and I ain’t a lyin'
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| Somethin' better happen pretty soon… |