Workingman's Dead

Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more, 'cause when life looks like easy street, there is danger at your door. Think this through with me, let me know your mind, Wo, oh, what i want to know, is are you kind? It's a buck da

In the timbers to Fennario, the wolves are running round, The winter was so hard and cold, froze ten feet 'neath the ground. Don't murder me, I beg of you, don't murder me. Please, don't murder me. I sat down to my supper, 'twas a bottle of red whisk

Please don't dominate the rap, jack, if you've got nothing new to say. If you please, don't back up the track this train's got to run today. I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill I heard someone say "Better run away

I been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer, been chippin' up rocks for the great highway, live five years if I take my time, ballin' that jack and a drinkin' my wine. I been chippin' them rocks from dawn till doom, while my rider hide my bottle i

You told me goodbye, how was I to know You didn't mean goodbye, you meant please don't let me go? I was having a high time, living the good life, well I know The wheels are muddy, got a ton of hay, Now listen here, Baby, 'cause I mean what I say. I'm

driving that train, high on cocaine, Casey jones is ready, watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, And you know that notion just crossed my mind. This old engine makes it on time, Leaves central station 'bout a quarter to nine, Hits river ju