Friday, January 8, 2010

its gettn hard its gettin rough its got me down
it seems were all shit outa work just sittn around
well theres one thing that weve got and we do it an awefull lot
oh we can sing we can shout sing it loud

we can sing we can sing oh mama 
we can sing, about our troubles and our strife
we can sing spend our last two cents on whiskey
we can sing right through the night

i been sittn on my front porch half the day
thinkin of a way to waste my time away
so i pickup my guitar set up right behind the bar
and we all sing we all sing our cares away

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