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you can wash my pair of dirty overalls. i'll ride that train you call cannonball, from baltimore to the bristol bay. i worked six months of ------------- and all i got is these dirty overalls. ain't got a dime, ain't that a shame? i worked six months of dynamitin' coal, all i've got is these dirty overalls. and dirty shame, no whose to blame? good gal, listen. please don't turn away. i'll have a car and soon a home someday. my money baby, and these overalls. honey, gal, sweetheart, i do the best i can, i'm just a poor boy & a hard workin' man. my money's gone when i get done. if you leave me, i'll be so sad & blue, what is there for the workin' man to do? these overalls are killin' me. i seen a rich man driving in his car, he had a woman for every senator. and a good warm bed & a bottle of gin. i work like a dog, i'm broke all the time. couldn't buy a woman or a bottle of wine? when i get out of these overalls. rich man took my woman, woman away from me. he'll be sorry, sorry wait & see. when i get out of these overalls. cops ought to put that money man in jail, he stole my one money and took away my gal. now whose gonna wash my overalls. |