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I WANT MY TIME |
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'M night guard all alone tonight,
Dead homesick, lonely, tired and blue; And none but you can make it right; My heart is hungry, Girl, for you. IVe longed all night to hug you, Dear;
To speak my love I'm at a loss. But just as soon as daylight's here I'm goin' straight to see the boss. " How long's the round-up goin' to run?
Another week, or maybe three ?
Give me my time, then, I am done.
No, I'm not sick. Three weeks? Oh gee!
I know, though, when I've had enough.
I will not work,— darned if I will. I'm goin' to quit, and that's no bluff. Say, gimme some tobacco, Bill. Anonymous. |
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