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Unemployment Blues
'Been there.....Done that'
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Motivated by being unemployed for a short time
Lyrics
UNEMPLOYMENT BLUES
J. Chancy- Arraigned by D. Ginn
Well I woke up this morning….’Bout half past eight
If I had me a job….I’d sure ‘nuff be late
But the Lord loves a working man….That’s what my mama said
But I’m sittin on this barstool …Tryin to ease my aching head
I ain’t got no money….I done lost my honey
I got them unemployment blues
I bought my baby a big house…Right on the outside of town
I ain’t seen her or my paycheck…Since the factory shut down
But the Lord loves a working man…And you know that is the truth
I gotta get outta this fix I’m in…While I still got my youth
My credit line is shot….She done took all that I got
I got them unemployment blues
But you know I ain’t gonna lie….Cause I know that’s a sin
But I’m sure ‘nuff gonna climb up… Outta this mess I’m in
‘Cause the Lord loves a working man…In that I can’t deny
You gotta spread your wings…If you ever ‘spect to fly
I’m gonna break these chains..My life’ll never be the same
I’m gonna lose the unemployment blues
J. Chancy- Arraigned by D. Ginn
Well I woke up this morning….’Bout half past eight
If I had me a job….I’d sure ‘nuff be late
But the Lord loves a working man….That’s what my mama said
But I’m sittin on this barstool …Tryin to ease my aching head
I ain’t got no money….I done lost my honey
I got them unemployment blues
I bought my baby a big house…Right on the outside of town
I ain’t seen her or my paycheck…Since the factory shut down
But the Lord loves a working man…And you know that is the truth
I gotta get outta this fix I’m in…While I still got my youth
My credit line is shot….She done took all that I got
I got them unemployment blues
But you know I ain’t gonna lie….Cause I know that’s a sin
But I’m sure ‘nuff gonna climb up… Outta this mess I’m in
‘Cause the Lord loves a working man…In that I can’t deny
You gotta spread your wings…If you ever ‘spect to fly
I’m gonna break these chains..My life’ll never be the same
I’m gonna lose the unemployment blues
