Manual Labor Songtext
von Billy Joe Shaver
Manual Labor Songtext
From the garden of Eden right on upto today
By the sweat of his brow is how a man′s supposed to earn his pay
But the VIP's and the rich folks of this land
Think manual labor ain′t nothing but a Mexican
Who swam the Rio Grande
Manual Labor, that old back breaker him
Sure knows how to make a fool out of folks like me
It throws your muscle in a hustle and it numbs your brain
Then it hauls you off down the tracks like a runaway train
Oh, manual labor you, you old back breaker, you
I must have mistaken you, for a true blue friend you've never been
My youth and my good time spent, don't know where my money went
I like how the government, got more than their share, oh well, who cares?
I′m a-gettin′ on a holy road, send a dollar to the TV show
God knows how the money goes, when you're saving a soul, big save-on soul
Oh, manual labor you, you old back breaker, you
I must have mistaken you, for a true blue friend you′ve never been
My youth and my good time spent, don't know where my money went
I like how the government, got more than their share, oh well, who cares?
I′m a-gettin' on a holy road, send a dollar to a TV show
By the sweat of his brow is how a man′s supposed to earn his pay
But the VIP's and the rich folks of this land
Think manual labor ain′t nothing but a Mexican
Who swam the Rio Grande
Manual Labor, that old back breaker him
Sure knows how to make a fool out of folks like me
It throws your muscle in a hustle and it numbs your brain
Then it hauls you off down the tracks like a runaway train
Oh, manual labor you, you old back breaker, you
I must have mistaken you, for a true blue friend you've never been
My youth and my good time spent, don't know where my money went
I like how the government, got more than their share, oh well, who cares?
I′m a-gettin′ on a holy road, send a dollar to the TV show
God knows how the money goes, when you're saving a soul, big save-on soul
Oh, manual labor you, you old back breaker, you
I must have mistaken you, for a true blue friend you′ve never been
My youth and my good time spent, don't know where my money went
I like how the government, got more than their share, oh well, who cares?
I′m a-gettin' on a holy road, send a dollar to a TV show
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