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The Tossers - The Ballad of the Thoughtful Rover lyrics
Well although I've labored most of my days I truly enjoy the work But not too much I really must say On my roving I won't shirk Well everyone has fear and pain And a lot of folks fear the dole Work'll scramble your mind It'll scramble your brain But also will the dole Well everyone has fear and pain And most folks fear the dole But I'd rather be lying at home beside The true love that I know And the friends I love the most Oh the memory of the open road And the first mountain you saw As your small eyes stood looking down Did you ever fear the dole? Oh in agony I'd pray for my workday to end And I'd find myself relieved each day and month and year And soon enough I know I'll find myself that day Incapable and unclear, knowing death is here Well if we're loved then they'll let us come home Or in time they may let us go And we need no extreme paradigm Contented in our minds For contentment's just inside So as we roll on throughout time I will wonder what's on your mind For laboring grinds you down and leaves you dry But so will the dole in time But so will being broke in time |
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