josh o'keefe - son of the working class lyrics
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i am a son of the working class
but a penny to my name
i am going back to derby, lass
where all the folks are all the same
your father says i was born low
and i could never afford your hand
but with all the trials in this cruel old life
there’s promise in the promised land
i got dirt in me nails and in me t++th
but nowt in me pockets or in me cup
it’s a dark road i’m a’going back down
perhaps i’ll never come back up
it’s fare thee well to you my love
i am returning from where i came
so forget you ever knew me, love
i won’t be coming back again
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