| I’m putting away my working clothes for the weekend
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| I ain’t gonna do that job no more
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| I’m tired of being used and mistreated
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| So tired of being feeling on like a cloud
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| This time I think I’m going to lose my mind
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| Can’t take it, take it, take it no more
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| I’ve only the one life live but the time
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| Oh, it seems so short, so short, yeah
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| I’m working in the church yard every morning
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| Yeah, bonediggin' will be the death of me
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| In the red hot sun and the rain and hailstones
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| I’m just digging to be free
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| This time I think I’m going to lose my mind
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| Can’t take it take it take it no more
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| I’ve only the one life live but the time
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| Oh, it seems so short, so short, yeah
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| You say I’m not worth my meager wages
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| You put me down and treat me like a dog
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| Some day soon this poor boy will get even, yeah
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| Some day soon Mr. Bossman you have to pay
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| This time I think I’m going to lose my mind
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| Can’t take it take it take it no more
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| I’ve only the one life live but the time
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| Oh, it seems so short, so short, yeah
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| I’m putting away my working clothes for the weekend |