This working all day ain`t gettin me nowhere breakin my back won`t to get it done wish I had a dime wish i had a dollar, for every dream that I gave up on, that I gave up on. This hammer I`m swingin is startin to feel heavy I clench my fist when I punch the clock a little for the bank leaves nothing for my baby stretchin my paycheck around the block I need to go face first into that fresh air free up there where the eagle flies need to drop a line in that cool clear water leave the city behind and get countrified a fools gold watch and a lung full of black smoke is all I get for all I gave my only reward for this broken down body was diggin my way to an early grave always dreamed I`d end up on a river fast asleep on a mountain high but i`m way down here in this concrete valley in a sea of barbers and red taillights, red taillights I need to go face first into that fresh air free up there where the eagle flies need to drop a line in that cool clear water leave the city behind and get countrified (2X) (fit to be tied) This working all day ain`t gettin me nowhere breakin my back won`t to get it done wish I had a dime wish i had a dollar, for every dream that I gave up on, that I gave up on.
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