| Well, sometimes I am happy, sometimes sad
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| Thinkin' of the good times I have had
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| Thinkin' of the places I have been --
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| Sometimes down, sometimes up, sometimes in
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| On my way -- to another workin' day
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| On my way -- and I wish that I could stay
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| On my way -- but I have no time to play
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| And I hope that I will see you on my way
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| And I got me a job in Buffalo
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| And it’s cold when those chilly lake winds blow
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| And it’s hot when that steel furnace glows;
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| It was dirty when that steel smoke rose
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| On my way -- to another workin' day
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| On my way -- and I wish that I could stay
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| On my way -- but I have no time to play
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| And I hope that I will see you on my way
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| Then California called me for a while
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| And the sun was shinin' every single mile
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| It was gettin' so darned crowded I could cry
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| Crossin' land and sea and fallin' from the sky
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| On my way -- to another workin' day
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| On my way -- and I wish that I could stay
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| On my way -- but I have no time to play
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| And I hope that I will see you on my way
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| And I’ve been all along the Southern shore
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| And the people there were lookin' mighty poor
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| They were waitin' for the factories to arrive
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| And some of them were fightin' to survive
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| On my way -- to another workin' day
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| On my way -- and I wish that I could stay
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| On my way -- but I have no time to play
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| And I hope that I will see you on my way
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| Yes, I’ve been all up and down the line
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| But somehow my money stayed behind
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| A good payin' job is hard to find
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| And the graveyard’s lookin' for another sign
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| On my way -- to another workin' day
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| On my way -- and I wish that I could stay
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| On my way -- but I have no time to play
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| And I hope that I will see you on my way |