tommy bolin – the grind lyrics
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i walked all day tryin to find me work,
i must have knocked on one hundred doors.
would have swallowed my pride for some money,
and be satisfied sweepin’ the floors.
mr. government-man.
mr. silver-and-gold.
mr. bustin’-my–ss.
mr. all-you-can-hold.
i spent last night a sleep on a park bench,
’til a cop came and moved me along.
told him i wasn’t botherin’ n-body,
yes he told me to go.
everywhere, i get the same kind of answer,
not now or maybe then.
well me time is runnin’ out on me people, yes me people.
if you’re down and without a friend.
yeah, yeah.
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