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I've been workin' in this fact'ry, For nigh on fifteen years. All this time, I watched my woman, Drownin' in a pool of tears. An I've seen a lot of my good folk die, Had a lot of bills to pay. I'd give the shirt right off of my back, If I had the guts to say.
Take this job and shove it, I ain't workin' here no more. My woman done left, An' took all the reasons I was workin' for. You better not to try to stand in my way, As I'm a walkin' out the door. Take this job and shove it, I ain't workin' here no more.
Well, that foreman, he's a regular dog, The line boss is a fool. Got a brand new flat-top haircut; Lord, he thinks he's cool. One of these days, I'm gonna blow my top, And sucker, he's gonna pay Lord, I can't wait to see their faces, When I get the nerve to say:
Take this job and shove it, I ain't workin' here no more. My woman done left, An' took all the reasons I was workin' for. You better not to try to stand in my way, As I'm a walkin' out the door. Take this job and shove it, I ain't workin' here no more.
Take this job and shove it.
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I sent this song to my friend in the military. It really brightened his day. I'm not much for country music, but Johnny Paycheck is a genius.
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