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GMama I want a bucking wing GO lord, Mama I want a bucking wiCng GWell I don’t wanna go down to that hole in the ground. GAnd I cant make my hammer rinCg CNot like my daddy diEmd. GI had a good mom and dad GO lord I had a good mom and daCd GThey worked every day GStill they took em away GI say heaven is the cruelest of them Call CI say heaven is the cruelest of them Emall GI wanna go to rockingham GOh lord, I wanna go to rockCingham GWhere the water is sweet GI wear no shoes on my feCet GAnd my bosses can just go to hellC CTell em all I don’t give a Emdamn.
GHeaven is the cruelest of them all , My Friends GHeaven is the cruelest of them aCll GThrough those pearly locks GThey got em breakin rocks GFor the houses where the angels lCay CI guess a workin man can’t make iEmt no way
GA working man can’t make it no way, O lord GA working man can’t make it noC way GI was following the rules GJust like ever lovin fools GA working man can’t make it no Cway CMmmm mmmmm mmmEmmmm