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Tumble out of bed
And Stumble to the kitchen Pour myself a cup of ambition And yawn and stretch and try to come to life Jump in the shower And the blood starts pumpin' Out on the streets The traffic starts jumpin' For folks like me on the job from 9 to 5 chorus: Workin' 9 to 5 What a way to make a livin' Barely gettin' by It's all takin' And no givin' They just use your mind And they never give you credit It's enough to drive you Crazy if you let it 9 to 5, for service and devotion You would think that I Would deserve a fat promotion Want to move ahead But the boss won't seem to let me I swear sometimes that man is out to get me Mmmmm... They let you dream Just a' watch 'em shatter You're just a step On the boss man's ladder But you got dreams he'll never take away In the same boat With a lot of your friends Waitin' for the day Your ship'll come in And the tide's gonna turn An' it's all gonna roll you away Workin' 9 to 5 What a way to make livin' Barely gettin' by It's all takin' And no givin' They just use your mind And you never get the credit It's enough to drive you Crazy if you let it 9 to 5, yeah, they got you were they want you There's a better life And you think about it don't you It's a rich man's game No matter what they call it And you spend your life Putting money in his wallet 9 to 5 Oh What a way to make a livin' Barely gettin' by It's all takin' And no givin' They just use your mind And they never give you credit It's enough to drive you Crazy if you let it Fade: 9 to 5, yeah, they got you where they want you There's a better life And you dream about it don't you It's a rich man's game No matter what they call it And you spend your life Putting money in his wallet 9 to 5 |
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Many years you have lingered around my cabin door
Oh hard times come again no more Oh hard times come again no more Oh hush a bye hard times, go ye away Cause my hungry baby wants a Gingerbread Cake Not a cow in the barn yard no money to spend Not an egg in the hayloft, no little red hen Chorus: So, hush a bye baby don't cry no more Your mama can't give you what you're crying for There's a wolf at the door with an angry Cold hungry stare, he keeps howling of hard times And the cupboard is bare Oh, hush a bye hard times go ye to rest Cause my ragged baby wants a new ruffled dress And she wants some new shoes with buckles to wear And she wants some silver bows for her golden hair Repeat Chorus Twice Hush a bye hard times go ye away I don't intend to be treated this way So, hush a bye baby Hush a bye hard times Hush a bye baby Don't cry no more Hush a bye hard times Hush a bye baby Hush a bye hard times Come ye no more Fade: Many years you have lingered around my cabin door Hush a bye hard times Come ye no more Hush a bye baby Hush a bye hard times Hush a bye baby Don't cry no more Hush a bye hard times Hush a bye baby Hush a bye hard times Come ye no more |
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There is a house in New Orleans down in the Vieaux Carre
A house they call the Rising Sun where love and money are made My father he was a gambler mother died when I was young And I've worked since then to pleasure the men At the house of the Rising Sun There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising sun It's been the ruin of many a good girl and oh God you know I'm one So mothers you go tellin' all your daughters not to do what I have done To live a life of sin shame and strife in the house of the Rising Sun There is a house down in New Orleans they call the Rising sun It's been the ruin of many a good girl and oh God you know I'm one Oh God you know I'm one oh God you know I'm one |
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You may not know me now but I have been around
You'll never see my name on any pages I'm just a common man the fool who understands The pain you go through when life takes you under So sing for the common man a song for the common man He paid for the song with the sweat of his brow He will survive he will survive You may not know my mother my sisters and my brothers Yet everyone has given for the other You know the working man he builds what others plan So everyone of us should sing his story So sing for the common man... Day after day he keeps working away in offices factories and farms Year after year he sheds tear after tear but he will provide he will survive So sing for the common man... Sing for the common man... Sing for the common man... |
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Some men find her sexy, some men disagree
But if she's not, it's not because she doesn't want to be She wears a push-up bra from Freddericks, five inch high heel shoes Maybelline and Rubinstein, and Avon's best perfume She's a working girl Chorus: She's a working girl, she is single and free She's a mother and wife and she's proud to be A working girl Some find her to aggressive, she don't know how to stop Cause she's the kind that don't look down until it's from the top She's elegant and stylish, French perfume and a fur Designer clothes by Halston and Diane Von Furstenburg And she's a working girl Repeat Chorus She has taken her place among the tallest of trees But she weeps like a willow when she's brought to her knees Cause she's a working girl You'll find her dressed according to standard uniform Cause she must dress in comfort for the job she must perform She has so many faces, she wears so many names She goes so many places and she does so many things Cause she's a working girl Repeat Chorus Fade: Repeat Chorus Twice |
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You know last night I went to sleep in Detroit city
And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sisters and brothers And I dreamed about a love who's been waiting there so long I want to go home I want to go home Oh how I want to go home My kinfolks think I'm big in Detraoit city From all the letters that I write, they think I'm fine By day I make the cars But, by night I make all the bars Oh if only they's just read between the lines They'd know I want to go home I want to go home Oh how I want to go home You know I rode a freight train north to Detroit city And after all these years I find I've been wasting my time Think I'll put my foolish pride on a southbound train and ride Heading back to the loved ones I left there waiting behind Repeat Chorus |
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When the mornin' sun
Streaks across my room And I'm wakin' up From another dream of you Yes, you know I'm on the road Once again it seems All that's left behind Is a chain of broken dreams But you know that I love you You know that I love you Oh, I love you And how I wish that love Was all we'd need to live What a life we'd have 'Cause I've got so much to give But ya' know I feel so sad Down inside my heart That the dollar sign Should be keepin' us apart But you know that I love you You know that I love you Oh, how I love you And if only I could find my way back to the time When the problems of this life Had not yet crossed my mind And the answers could be found in children's nursery rhymes I'd come runnin' back to you I'd come runnin' back to you Mmmmm But you know we can't Live on dreams alone Got to pay the rent So I must leave you all alone 'Cause you know I made my choice many years ago And now this travelin' life Well, it's the only life I know But you know that I love you You know that I love you Oh, I love you But you know that I love you You know that I love you Oh, how I love you But you know that I love you You know that I love you Oh, how I love you But you know I love you But you know I love you Oh, I love you But you know that I love you But you know that I love you Oh, how I love you But you know that I love you But you know that I love you Oh, how I love you |
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Come and listen you fellows
So young and do fine And seek not your fortune In the dark, dreary mines It will form as a habit Seep in your soul 'Til the blood in your veins Runs as black as the coal There's many a man That I've known in my day Who lived just to labor His whole life away Like a fiend with his dope And a drunkard his wine A man will have lust for The lure of the mine It's dark as a dungeon Damp as the dew The danger is double And the pleasures are few Where the rain never falls Where the sun never shines It's dark as a dungeon Way down in the mine I hope when I'm gone And the ages shall roll My body will blacken And turn into coal Then I'll look out the door Of my heavenly home And I'll pity the miners A-diggin' my bones It's dark as a dungeon Damp as the dew The danger is double And the pleasures are few Where the rain never falls Where the sun never shines It's dark as a dungeon Way down in the mine Where the rain never falls Where the sun never shines It's dark as a dungeon Way down in the mine |
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The work is hard and the hours are long
The money ain't much but we get along We're rich in things can give That can't be bought with a dollar bill So, come on down Have a look around Rich folks livin' in a poor folks town We got no money but we're rich in love That's one thing that we've got a-plenty of So come on down have a look around At rich folks livin' in a poor folks town We got no carpets on the floor We've got wall to wall love Who could ask for more We got no big fine things to show Just a place to watch our children grow We got no big fine fancy car to drive And no fancy clothes to keep in style What we've got we're payin' on But it's mostly love that we're livin' on So, come on down Have a look around Rich folks livin' in a poor folks town We got no money but we're rich in love That's one thing that we've got a-plenty of So come on down have a look around At rich folks livin' in a poor folks town We've got a little simple church nearby And the promise of a mansion in the sky A heart of gold a million dollar smile And a one way ticket to paradise So, come on down Have a look around Rich folks livin' in a poor folks town We got no money but we're rich in love That's one thing that we've got a-plenty of So come on down have a look around At rich folks livin' in a poor folks town So, come on down Have a look around Rich folks livin' in a poor folks town We got no money but we're rich in love That's one thing that we've got a-plenty of So come on down have a look around At rich folks livin' in a poor folks town |
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