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American Ballads and Folk Songs
When the springtime does come, oh, won't we have fun? Well throw up our jobs and go on the bum.
Oh, springtime has come, and I'm just out of jail, Ain't got no money, it all went for bail.
I came to a house and I knocked at the door, And the old lady says, "I have saw you before.
"Why don't you work like other men do?"
"How the hell we going to work when there ain't no work to do?"