Natalie Merchant "Owensboro" paroles

Owensboro

Well, I lived in a townWay down southBy the name of OwensboroAnd I worked in a millWith the rest of the "trash"As we're often calledAs you know

Well, we rise up earlyIn the morningAnd we work all day real hardTo buy our little meat and breadBuy sugar, tea, and lard

Well, our childrenGrow up unlearnedWith no time to go to schoolAlmost before they learn to walkThey learn to spin and spoon

Well, the folks in townThey dress so fineAnd spend their money freeBut they would hardly lookAt a factory handWho dresses like you or me

Would you let them wearTheir watches fineLet them wear their gemsAnd pearly strings

But when that dayOf judgement comesThey'll have to shareTheir pretty things

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