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...13 grand a year in the meadowlands bored and rural-poor, lord, at 35, right? I'm the best 17 year old ever worked these sands I won't go back again quitter quitter one boy bitter - rough luck man to man hand to hand fight 40 we're losing sand a wrens' ditch battle plan record after record black and deckered tack! tack! definition: hell and high water fatty come a courtin' lord the money everyone choose sides the whole to-do of what to do for money everyone choose sides poorer or not this year and hell's the difference everyone sell lies everyone choose sides et's talk plans and luck said, 'double damned were you give women worth winning or what? a wasted share of shots at high-tide heaven greener grasses fade from where you wind up everyone choose sides I'm back! I'm back! So sing to raise the blind up I've walked away from more than you imagine and I sleep just fine we fought and brought up more - the shovels high up on the 10-ton line

five state-school lots
five girls at cost
that thing we know
the whole township lost
but
maybe it's love
maybe run luck
I'll man the bed

You're the one that I want
You're a chance to take
You're a hard break
And swore you'd never leave again
You're the only one
That I ever trusted
Or who ever cared at all
Is this how it's going to be?

oh no, not this time too
i'm the only one you got to use
and if I tell you all this could be
nothing more than a way to leave you
would you want me?

and now you're sorry
for the things you did to me

Ten tons against me and you've gone
I put your favorite records on
And sit around
It spins around
And you're around again

Struck dumb while drugs run at how high reeds
Cue every memory at half-speeds

Lock me in
Tied to work
Splitting rocks
Cutting diamonds
100 days
With no pay
Not anymore