Work so
Hard
But never
Get
Anywhere
    
So many
Hours
Spent at
The
Stone
    
But
Still I
Can't put
Two dimes
Together
     
Struggling
On
Never going
Anywhere at
All
    
Will it
Ever
Bring me
Any
Rewards
    
Will a
Purpose to
This
Toil
Appear
    
What's the
Point of
It
All
Anyhow
     
Guess it
Puts
Food on the table
Roof over my
Head
    
Keeps me out of
Jail
Makes everyone happy to
See me
Play the games
     
Doing what
I am
Supposed to
Be
Doing
    
If that is
What
Makes the
World
Go round
    
Suppose I can
Keep it up
Continue to be a
Good old
Boy
     
Punching the
Card
Filling out
My
Time

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