Another long day at Mister Peabody's mine
Another walk through the gate past them 3-story tires
But I dare not speak out though it k**s me to know
I sold my soul to the company store
I sold my soul
And it won't come back no never no more
I owe my soul, my body and soul
And it won't come back no never no more
Handbills pa**ed to workers far and near
Saying all them things poor folks want to hear
Then thousands miles traveled, nothing to show