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It was April 27 in the year of 91 Bout a mile below the surface and the warm kentucky sun The late shift was ending and the early shift was late The foreman ate... - Loco Man
Loco man, watchin' all the fish swim away He no work, he just sleep and play Sitting here on tha sand Sunny-land, Coconut comin down all tha time Milk, she swe... - Never Did No Wanderin'
My mama was the cold North wind, My daddy was the son, of a railroad man from west of hell, Where the trains don't even run Never heard the whistle of a southb... - Old Joe's Place
Whenever I'm out a-wanderin, Chasing a rainbow dream, I often stop and think about, A place I've never seen, Where friendly folks can gather, And raise the raft... - Skeletons Of Quinto
I worked the fields my father worked From dawn until setting sun My calloused hands and wind-burned face Have marked me as a man Who has no voice, no rights, no...
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