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My daddy came a marchin'

Over the hill at dawn

Had to make that wage man

That's how we got along

My daddy's life was workin'

Workin' all day long

Put food on the table

And the children sang a song

Yes, the children sang a song

My grandad's name was pulpwood

Wore a coat of green

Took a wife in '31

Drove the big machine

My daddy load the lumber

Put it on the truck

Used to see him walkin' home on U.S. 41

That's right, U.S. 41

All my life's been workin'

Out the door and gone

Got to make that overtime

Keep us movin' on

Need a drink of water

To get out of the sun

Burnin' up to make that wage on U.S. 41

That's right, U.S. 41

The boss man owns the business

Keeps it goin' strong

Be blowin' like a hurricane and

Work like nothin's wrong

We got to keep on movin'

'til the bell gone ring

Fill her up with kerosene

And let that lady sing

Whoa now, let that lady sing

His given name was Lucky

His wife's name Annie Brown

Run outside the law

And they chased him right on down

Lucky faced the lawman

The captain drew his gun

They put him with a sling blade

On U.S. 41

That's right, U.S. 41