| I’m up every morning
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| Before the sunshine comes rolling in
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| When that rooster starts crowing
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| It just reminds me that I need to feed him
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| Every day is the same
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| But every day is different
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| 'Cause every day I grow
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| Deeper in debt
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| And you can’t cash my checks
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| And you can’t feel this hunger
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| You can push me into the water
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| But you can’t hold me under
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| You can bring me down
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| But you can’t make me beg
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| You can take my word
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| But you can’t cash my checks
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| It’s so hard to stay honest
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| In a world that’s headed to hell
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| You can’t make a good living these days
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| 'Cause the truth just don’t sell
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| So if you go out my back door
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| Just over the hill
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| You’ll see all these plants
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| That’s been paying my bills
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| But you can’t cash my checks
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| And you can’t feel this hunger
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| You can push me into cold water
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| But you can’t hold me under
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| You can bring me down
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| But you can’t make me beg
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| You can take my word
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| But you can’t cash my checks
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| You can bring me down
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| But you can’t make me beg
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| You can take my word
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| But you can’t cash my checks
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| You can take my word
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| But you can’t cash my checks |