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Waitin" til my day
That's when I these tired blues away
That's when I go to lay in my grave
be my flyin' day

Wondering I'm workin' for
Ain't gonna be your lowdown dog no
Ain't gonna an' scrub your kitchen floor
I wonder what I'm for

Making tiny for shoes
Didn't have the right to 'n choose
Didn't know the freedom I would
In making tiny for shoes

Working dozen to the
like I'm just servin' time
Waitin' in goddamn line
Hell or heaven I'll be

Cookin' in the pan
That's the way life dealt my
That'll be my last demand
To get something from land

Playin' around the of time
Waiting for the that'll free my mind
put unhappiness behind
Just for an exit sign