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I'd like to tell you 'bout my home town
But it's awfully hard to explain to a stranger
It's been a year since I went down
To the place that I was born and raised, sir, oh.

I gotta make it rich I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm
I got a girl I wanna marry and I know that she loves me
Yes, I'm ready for work, I got my shirt sleeves rolled up around my arms
I got a chance to make it rich in a textile factory.

Well, my papa was a poor man but always did the best he could
And he whipped my behind whenever I wasn't good
There were six of us children in my family
Mmm and not a single one of us has ever learned how to read.

Well, I'm really not complaining, my parents were the best you could have
Well, I love my mama and I really respected my dad.

Well, let me tell you that every Sunday morning we would dress in our Sunday clothes
And we would listen to a sermon from the preacher about our good Lord
Well, the preacher said : 'Child, be thankful for the food you eat'
But my tastes are getting bigger, I think I'll be traveling East.

You know I gotta make it rich, I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm
I got a girl I wanna marry and I know that she loves me
Yes, I'm ready for work, I got my sleeves rolled up around my arms
I got a chance to make it rich in a textile factory.

Well, now listen here brother if you think you've got it bad
Mmm well, what do you think about the life I've had ?

Well, my father said to me : 'Son, you know you've got to earn your keep'
So I've been working from sun up to sun down since I was thirteen
Well, my father said : 'Boy, be thankful got a place to sleep'
But I've been sleeping awful restless and I think I'll be moving East.

You know I gotta make it rich, I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm
I got a girl I wanna marry and I know that she loves me
Yes, I'm ready for work, I got my sleeves rolled up around my arms
I got a chance to make it rich in a textile factory.

You know I gotta make it rich, I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm
I got a girl I wanna marry and I know that she loves me
Yes, I'm ready for work, I got my sleeves rolled up around my arms
I got a chance to make it rich in a textile factory.