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Now my grandfather was a sailor<br />He blew in off the water<br />My father was a farmer<br />And i, his only daughter<br />Took up with a no good millworking man<br />From massachusetts<br />Who dies from too much whiskey<br />And leaves me these three faces to feed<br /><br />Millwork aint easy<br />Millwork aint hard<br />Millwork it aint nothing<br />But an awful boring job<br />Im waiting for a daydream<br />To take me through the morning<br />And put me in my coffee break<br />Where I can have a sandwich<br />And remember<br /><br />Then its me and my machine<br />For the rest of the morning<br />For the rest of the afternoon<br />And the rest of my life<br /><br />Now my mind begins to wander<br />To the days back on the farm<br />I can see my father smiling at me<br />Swinging on his arm<br />I can hear my granddads stories<br />Of the storms out on lake eerie<br />Where vessels and cargos and fortunes<br />And sailors lives were lost<br /><br />Yes, but its my life has been wasted<br />And I have been the fool<br />To let this manufacturer<br />Use my body for a tool<br />I can ride home in the evening<br />Staring at my hands<br />Swearing by my sorrow that a young girl<br />Ought to stand a better chance<br /><br />So may I work the mills just as long as I am able<br />And never meet the man whose name is on the label<br /><br />It be me and my machine<br />For the rest of the morning<br />And the rest of the afternoon<br />Gone for the rest of my life
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Now my grandfather was a sailor<br />He blew in off the water<br />My father was a farmer<br />And i, his only daughter<br />Took up with a no good millworking man<br />From massachusetts<br />Who dies from too much whiskey<br />And leaves me these three faces to feed<br /><br />Millwork aint easy<br />Millwork aint hard<br />Millwork it aint nothing<br />But an awful boring job<br />Im waiting for a daydream<br />To take me through the morning<br />And put me in my coffee break<br />Where I can have a sandwich<br />And remember<br /><br />Then its me and my machine<br />For the rest of the morning<br />For the rest of the afternoon<br />And the rest of my life<br /><br />Now my mind begins to wander<br />To the days back on the farm<br />I can see my father smiling at me<br />Swinging on his arm<br />I can hear my granddads stories<br />Of the storms out on lake eerie<br />Where vessels and cargos and fortunes<br />And sailors lives were lost<br /><br />Yes, but its my life has been wasted<br />And I have been the fool<br />To let this manufacturer<br />Use my body for a tool<br />I can ride home in the evening<br />Staring at my hands<br />Swearing by my sorrow that a young girl<br />Ought to stand a better chance<br /><br />So may I work the mills just as long as I am able<br />And never meet the man whose name is on the label<br /><br />It be me and my machine<br />For the rest of the morning<br />And the rest of the afternoon<br />Gone for the rest of my life
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