Working Mans Blues

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They say times are gettin' hard on a
 workin' man
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Well they say times are gettin' hard
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 on a workin' man
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I don't care what time it is
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I want what's mine and not what's 
his
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I wanna pull my wagon with my own 
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two hands

They say there's not near enough 
here to go around
They say there's not near enough 
here to go around
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I don't mind sharin' bread and 
supper
But when it comes to tobacco it's 
each man's own
And if you brought your own bottle,
Come on and sit right down

Sometimes it seems like everybody 
wants to bring you down
Yeah sometimes it seems like 
everybody wants to bring you down
Don't go home and slash your wrists
Come out fightin' with both your 
fists
I know you don't believe me,
But things sure could turn around

Seems like I've been down this 
lonesome road before
Seems like I've been down this 
lonesome road before
Sometimes I get to movin' and I fall
 down flat
You know you I took a beatin' but I 
ain't dyin' yet
Something keeps me gettin' up and 
coming back for more

Well they say times are gettin' hard
 on a workin' man
Yeah they say times are gettin' hard
 on a workin' man
I don't care what time it is
I want what's mine and not what's 
his
I wanna pull my wagon with my own 
two hands
I wanna pull my wagon with my own 
two hands