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I'm working everyday
After the school bells ring
Toiling at the factory machines
I get back home at ten p.m.
And wake up in the morning
Only to walk back down that same old road again
I hear the folks complaining at the factory
About the working conditions and such
How the boss works us like slaves
And we work faster every day
But to tell you the truth I don't mind it all so much
I merely need to make enough to pay for our family home
Now that ma and I are living alone
But you better bet I ain't going to work indefinitely
At that dirty old rotten factory
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