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The Work Song

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The Work Song

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Back before the blues were blue

When the good old songs were new

Songs that may no longer please us

'Bout the darkies, about Jesus

Mississippi Minstrels, the color of molasses

Strummin' on their banjos to entertain their massas

Some said garbage, some said art

You couldn't call it soul

You had to call it heart

Backs broke, bending, digging holes to plant the seeds

The owners ate the cane, and the workers ate the weeds

Put wood in the stove and water in the cup

You worked so hard that you died standing up

When I was a little thing

My papa tried to make me sing

Home Sweet Home and Aura Lee

These are songs that my daddy taught me

Camptown Races, and Susanna Don't You Cry

Gentle Annie still brings a tear to my eye

Label it garbage, label it art

You couldn't call it soul

You had to call it heart

Backs broke, bending, digging holes to plant the seeds

The owners ate the cane, and the workers ate the weeds

Put wood in the stove and water in the cup

You worked so hard that you died standing up

Sing me songs 'bout days gone by

Make me laugh, make me cry

Break my female heart in two

Sings me songs that say: I love you

Lower your eyes and raise your hand up to your breast

Sing me one about the sun settin' in the west

Backs broke, bending, digging holes to plant the seeds

The owners ate the cane, and the workers ate the weeds

Put wood in the stove and water in the cup

You worked so hard that you died standing up

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