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Waitin` til my dyin` day
That`s when I pack these tired blues away
That`s when I go to lay down in my grave
That`ll be my flyin` day
Wondering what i`m workin` for
Ain`t gonna be your lowdown dog no more
Ain`t gonna bleach an` scrub your kitchen floor
I wonder what I`m workin` for
Making tiny feet for shoes
Didn`t have the right to pick `n choose
Didn`t know the freedom I would lose
In making tiny feet for shoes
Working dozen to the nine
Feels like I`m just servin` time
Waitin` in this goddamn line
Hell or heaven I`ll be fine
Cookin` nothing in the pan
that`s the way life dealt my hand
That`ll be my livin` last demand
To get something from this land
Playin` around the toes of time
Waiting for the spark that`ll free my mind
that`ll put unhappiness behind
Just looking for an exit sign Send " Widows Weed" Ringtone to your Cell