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Well, now boys, I've been to Bethlehem
Rode there on a big steam train
Lost two fingers in the steel mills
And I ain't goin' back again

I fought for my country
Lord knows, I did my best
Crawlin' 'cross some foreign field
They pinned a ribbon to my chest

So, pass around the bottle, boys
Let's talk about old times
Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin
Here on the welfare line

Served on the Georgia Road Gang
Couldn't pay the debts I owed
'Cause I'm ain't made of silver
And I ain't never seen no gold

I still remember Rachael
Soft as a velvet gown
They layed her in the pauper's grave
On the other side of town

So, pass around the bottle, boys
Let's talk about old times
Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin
Here on the welfare line

Now some folks are born to money
You know I wish them well
If the devil should ever want my soul
I swear I'd never sell

So, pass around the bottle, boys
Let's talk about old times
Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin
Here on the welfare line

Pass around the bottle, boys
Let's talk about old times
Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin
Here on the welfare line

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