| My oldest brother Tommy
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| Was a lineman rest his soul
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| His job was hanging hot wires
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| On them power company poles
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| I said with all of that high voltage
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| Don’t it scare you half to death?
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| He said it makes me kinda nervous
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| But I just can’t help myself
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| It pays big money and boy I’m into that
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| It pays big money if you’re willin' to take a chance
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| I’ll tell you sonny, you ought to see my bank account
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| It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now
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| My dear departed cousin
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| Used to put in forty hours
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| Changing all them light bulbs
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| On them television towers
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| Every morning bright and early
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| He’d climb up in the sky
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| And I didn’t understand it
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| So one day I asked him why, he said
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| It pays big money and boy I’m into that
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| It pays big money if you’re willin' to take a chance
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| I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account
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| It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now
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| My late Uncle Charlie
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| Was a demolition man
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| And he traveled all over the country
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| Blasting holes in this great land
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| And he carried a case of dynamite
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| Everywhere he went
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| And he’d smoke them big long cigars
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| 'Til it got the best of him, but
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| It pays big money and boy I’m into that
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| It pays big money if you’re willin' to take a chance
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| I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account
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| It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now
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| Now the moral of this story
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| Is don’t go getting' yourself killed
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| Be kind to your rich relatives
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| And they might just leave you in their will
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| That pays big money having foolish kin
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| It pays big money, I guess I owe it all to them
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| I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account
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| It pays big money think I’ll go spend some of it now… |