| My Daddy was a bank robber,
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| But he never hurt nobody.
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| He just loved to live that way -
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| And he loved to steal your money.
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| Some is rich, and some is poor.
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| And that's the way the world is.
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| And I don't believe in lying back
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| And saying how bad your life is.
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| So we came to jaz it up,
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| Never loved a shovel.
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| Break your back, earn your pay
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| And don't forget to grovel.
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| The old man spoke up in a bar,
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| Said I never been in prison.
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| A lifetime serving one machine,
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| Is ten times worse than prison.
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| Imagine if all the boys in jail
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| Could get out now together
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| What do you think they want to say to us
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| While we were being clever
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| Someday you'll meet your rockin' chair
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| Cause that's where we're spinnin'
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| There's no point to want to comb your hair
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| When its grey and thinin'
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| So we came to jaz it up
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| We never loved a shovel
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| Break your back earn your pay
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| And don't forget to grovel
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| Daddy was a bank robber
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| But he never hurt nobody
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| He just loved to live that way
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| And he loved to steal your money
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| Strike out boy
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| For the hills
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| I can't find that hole in the wall
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| I know that they never will |