Lucinda Williams

Lucinda Williams - Factory lyrics

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Early in the morning, the factory whistle blows

A man rises from bed and puts on his clothes

He takes his lunch and walks out in the morning light

It's the working, the working, just the working life



Through mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain

I see my daddy walking through the factory gates in the rain

Factory takes his hearing, the factory gives him life

It's the working, the working, just the working life



End of the day, factory whistle cries

Men walk through these gates with death in their eyes

You better believe boy somebody's gonna get hurt tonight

It's the working, the working, just the working life



Early in the morning, the factory whistle blows

Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes

He takes his lunch and walks out in the morning light

It's the working, the working, just the working life

It's the working, the working, just the working life

The working, the working, just the working life
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Language: English

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