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I woke up this morning about a quarter to four
Threw on my boots before I strolled out the door
I know; yeah baby I know
One of these days I ain't going to be your slave no more
There must be more to live than working twelve hours a day
It would sure be nice if I could just get away
I know; yeah baby I know
One of these days I ain't going to be your slave no more
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