Welfare line
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1. Well, now, boys, I've been to Bethlehem,
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rode
there on a big steam train,
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lost
two fingers in the steel mills,
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and I
ain't goin' back again.
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I fought for my country,
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Lord knows, I did my best,
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crawlin' 'cross some foreign field,
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they
pinned a ribbon to my chest.
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So, pass around the bottle, boys, let's talk about old times,
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night's rollin'
in, it's cold as sin, here on the welfare line !
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3. Served on the Georgia Road Gang,
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couldn't
pay the debts I owed,
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'cause I ain't
made of silver,
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and I
ain't never seen no gold.
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I still remember Rachel,
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soft
as a velvet gown,
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they layed her in the pauper's grave
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on
the other side of town.
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So, pass around the bottle, boys, let's talk about old times,
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night's rollin'
in, it's cold as sin, here on the welfare line !
+ instrumental = verse 3
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3. Now some folks are born to money,
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you
know I wish them well,
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if
the devil should ever want my soul,
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I swear that I'd never sell.
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So, pass around the bottle, boys, let's talk about old times,
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night's rollin'
in, it's cold as sin, here on the welfare line !
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Pass around the bottle, boys, let's talk about old times,
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night's rollin'
in, it's cold as sin, here on the welfare line !
(Highwaymen)