1922

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Well I worked all summer, couldn't save a cent
 Gave all my money to the government
 I don't know quite how it got spent
 But the bank's a-coming for my deed
 The man at the mill can't see, boy
 Let's me get my feed for free, boy
 Ain't that the way it is?
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 Well I cut out down a gravel road
 And I traded my stock for a V-8 Ford
 Dad's 410 down on the floorboards
 Hands the title on down to me
 That gasoline ain't free, boy
 Clutch wearing out my knee, boy
 Ain't that the way it is?
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 Well I met me a woman down in St. Paul
 And I even met her ma, and I met her pa
 Her brother told me he'd bust my jaw
 If I talked to his sister again
 Told me I couldn't win, boy
 Blood running out my chin now
 Ain't that the way it is?
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 Well I slept all night on the barroom floor
 And I woke up early morning my head was sore
 My pockets are empty, but I want some more
 The barman's got my car
 Tab's worth more by far, boy
 Leave her down at the bar now
 Ain't that the way it is?
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 Well I hitched me a ride on a-way back home
 And I got me a job on a family farm
 Times are hard here, and I can't roam
 But I ain't got nothing more
 And I owe that company store, boy
 Road's looking good for sure, boy
 Ain't that the way it is?
 
 Well I worked all summer, couldn't save a cent
 I gave all my money to the government
 I don't know quite how it got spent
 But the bank's a-coming for my deed
 The man at the mill can't see, boy
 Let's me get my feed for free, boy
 Ain't that the way it is?
 

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Duration
03:01
Key
9
Tempo
94 BPM

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