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The Monster Mash?:D
Penny Lane.
I knew "Workin' on a Coal Mine" was in Heavy Metal. That was such a cool movie.
Im suprised no one posted Sixteen Tons :D One of my favorites
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
If you see me comin', better step aside
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't a-get you
Then the left one will
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
King of the Road is sort of about work hehe. Reminds me of my day labor days...
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
Third boxcar, midnight train
Destination...Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out suits and shoes,
I don't pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short, but not too big around
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
I know every engineer on every train
All of their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain't locked
When no one's around.
I sing,
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
Hm... does this one fit?
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Roll On (Eighteen Wheeler) - Alabama
Hey how bout you alabama roll on
Chorus:
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler roll on (roll on)
Well it's Monday morning, he's kissin' momma goodbye
He's up and gone with the sun
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And he's off on a midwest run
As three sad faces gather round momma
They ask her when daddy's comin' home
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And they sure miss him when he's gone (yeah they do)
Ah, but he calls them everynight and he tells them that he loves them
He taught them this song to sing
Chorus:
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler roll on (roll on)
Well it's Wednesday evening, momma's waitin by the phone
It rings but it's not his voice
Seems the highway patrol has found a jacknifed rig
In a snow bank in Illinois
But the driver was missin' and the search had been abandoned
For the weather had everything stalled
And they had checked all the houses and local motels
When they had somemore news they'd call
And she told them when they found him to tell him that she loved him
And she hung up the phone singin'
Chorus:
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler roll on (roll on)
Momma and the children will be waiting up all night long
Thinkin' nothing but the worst is comin'
With the ringin' of the telephone
Oh, but the man upstairs was listenin'
When momma asked him to bring daddy home
And when the call came in it was daddy on the other end
Askin' her if she had been singin' his song, singin'
Chorus:
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler roll on
Chorus:
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler roll on (roll on)
Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Roll on
Roll on
Since we are doing abstracts?
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Out Of The Business
The Tubes
Hey Buddy, how 'bout a smoke?
I'm down on my luck.
At the end of my rope, I feel pretty rough.
I just got the sack, take a number please.
I'm never looking back.
I'm out on the street.
I started, down in the dump,
thought I paid my dues,
but I was first when they had
the bad news.
I always dreamed of walking out.
Punch that guy right in the mouth,
but I never had the guts.
Now I know I got the stuff.
There's no mistaking it now...
I'm out of the business
Out of the business ---
Into rock and roll.
All right, 'bout time,
stuffed shirts where the sun don't shine,
Late nights, long days,
I don't need the white collar race.
Who wants a gray flannel suit?
I'll throw in a tie,
or some Italian boots? It's all right in style.
I've had it up to here, with three button whores.
I don't regret that I'm
Walking out the door.
This song is waaaay too country for my liking,, but i'll post it for you
Workin' Man Blues
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTdKbkbPu7o
sorry,, im too lazy to find the lyrics this time LOL
Some of my favourites are Downeaster "Alexa" by Billy Joel and Amarillo Sky by Jason Aldean about farming.
Nothing to die for- Tim McGraw
You'd give your last breath to your wife
Take a bullet for your kids
Lay your life down for your country for your Jesus for your friends
There's a whole lot of things you say you're living for
You've got to fight it somehow, stop and turn around
'Cause this ain't nothin' to die for
So what's the harm in a little fun
'Cause you're off to work before the sun everyday
And the inbox outbox locks you in and the money you make ain't worth the time you spend to make your pay
The doctor says 'man your numbers they don't lie'
The graveyard's full of folks that didn't have time to die
"Allentown" by Billy Joel.
I like Downeaster "Alexa"; that's a really good song.
Others: "Money for Nothing", by Dire Straits
"Walk of Life", by Huey Lewis and the News
"Tax Man" by the Beatles..
That's HIS work, and then all the other working stiffs have to deal with him every year!
Freedom... "Taking Care of Business" is on the radio right now!