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You work me so hard that my back's near broke (we're groanin') My brow was wet and my throat's a choke (we're groanin') You send me here for ten long years (we're groanin') I miss my whisky and I miss my beer (we're groanin') Ain't seen a gal since I don't know when (we're groanin') And the way you treat me, won't see one again (we're groanin') You broke my head 'cause I spat on a guard (we're groanin') It don't make me no better, it just made me hard (we're groanin') Your water stinks 'cause it comes from a bog (we're groanin') And the food you serve us ain't fit for a dog (we're groanin') Well, you can feed me and try to break me, and still, I'll spit on you You'll never break my spirit even when my body's black and blue Well, in my arm there's a dreadful pain (we're groanin') It's hard diggin' ditches with a ball and chain (we're groanin') You send me here for ten long years (we're groanin') I miss my whisky and I miss my beer (we're groanin') You broke my head 'cause I spat on a guard (we're groanin') It don't make me no better, it just made me hard (we're groanin') Well, you can feed me and try to break me, and still, I'll spit on you You'll never break my spirit even when my body's black and blue Go and work you guys, work (I don't...) Don't start singin', work (I don't) Gotta work Work
Writer(s): Phil Manning, Matthew Taylor, Barry John Sullivan, Barry Douglas Harvey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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