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Текст песни Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Working Man

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Well, I was born on a sunday; on thursday I had me a job.I was born on a sunday; by thursday I was workin out on the job.I aint never had no day off since I learned right from wrong.Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, "i gotta earn my own way."Chorus:I aint never been in trouble;I aint got the time.I dont mess around with magic, child.What I got is mine.Whatever you say, lord, well, thats what Im gonna do.Whatever you say, well, thats what Im gonna do.cause Im the working man, lord, and I do the job for you.ChorusEvery friday, well, thats when I get paid.Dont take me on friday, lord, cause thats when I get paid.Let me die on saturday night, ooh, before sunday gets my head.

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