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And now I owe my soul at the company store.
Well I went to the office to draw some script The man, he told me -- was a wreck in the dip. To clear the tracks would be a week or more But your credit's still good at our company store.
If you see me coming, step aside. A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died I got a fist of iron, I got a fist of steel, The left one don't get you then the right one will.
~ Lyrics as recorded by George Davis
I got the above Royalty Statement and’ve been sing’n these blues ever since. |
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I loaded sixteen tons and what do I get Another day older and deeper in debt. Saint Peter don't call me cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store. I was born one morning, was a drizzling rain A fussing and fighting ain't my middle name. Well they raised me in a corner by a Mammy hound
I'm as mean as a dog but I'm as gentle as a lamb.
Well I got up one morning, the sun didn't shine, I picked up my shovel and I went to the mine, I loaded sixteen ton of that number four coal The face boss said, ''Well bless my soul!"
I loaded sixteen tons, I tried to get ahead, Got deeper and deeper in debt instead. Well they got what I made, and they wanted some more, |
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Debut Authors Get down and Dirty. |
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Writing related expenses for 2005 came to about $3400. I am in the hole with TOR by –4007.56 for reserves. So. I cleared about $3400 last year. But if I want a publisher for the next book I’m not done with the promoting. |
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