"Life Worth Livin'"

This song is sung for anyone that's listening
This song is for the broken spirited man
This song's for the one left standing
Through the strain of a slow sad end
Seems everybody wants what someone else has
There's sorrow enough for all
Just go into any bar and ask
With a beer in each hand and a smile in between
While all around's a world grown mean

We've all had our ups and downs
It's been mostly down around here
Now this whole damn mess's becoming quite clear
Looks like we're all looking for life worth livin
That's why we drink ourselves to sleep
We're all looking for life worth livin
That's why we pray for our sould to keep

There's nothing left now- broken pieces
Of one man's broken will to care
In the end before all's said and done
How many others might follow him there. . .
Midnight's comin round
It's still mostly down around here

"Grindstone"

If you find yourself standing
At the end of your line
Looking for a piece of something
Maybe a piece of mind
But I'm lost and I'm rundown
Nowhere to hold on
Tired of taking your place at the end
"Son, we'll get to you one by one. . ."

Evey hour will be spent filling a quota, just getting along
Handcuffs hurt worse when you've done nothing wrong
No thanks to the treadmill
No thanks to the grindstone
There's plenty of dissent from those rungs below
The clockwork of destruction hanging low over our heads
Always a smokestack cloud or a slow walking death. . . .

"Coalminers" (traditional)

Come all you coalminers wherever you may be
And listen to the story that I relate to thee
My name is nothing extra, but the truth to you I tell
I am a coalminer, and I'm sure I wish you well

I was born in ol' Kentucky, in a coal camp born and bred
I know about old beans, bulldog gravy, and cornbread
I know how miners work and slave in the coal mines everyday
For a dollar in the company store for that is all they pay. . .

Coalminers won't you wake up and open your eyes and see
What this dirty capitalist system has done to you and me
Dear miners, they will slave you till you can't work no more
And what will youget for your labors but a dollar in the company store
A tumble-down shack to live in, snow and rain pouring through the top
You have to pay the company rent and your payments never stop. . .

Coalminers won't you organize wherever you may be
And make this a land of freedom for workers like you and me
I am a coalminer and I'm sure I wish you well
Let's sink this capitalist system to the darkest pits of hell

"Graveyard Shift"

Hometown, same town blues
Same old walls closing in
Oh what a life a mess can be
I'm sitting here thinking of you once again
Won't you talk to me

Well, time won't wait, better open the gate
Get up and start what needs to be done
It's winding down, there's much you missed
Working on that graveyard shift

Well, I'm not saying there's nothing wrong as the day comes along
If what I see is true I could learn to believe
Can't look away
The powers that be might take it all away
Together we burn, together we burn away

Some say a land of paradise
Some say a land of pain
Well, which side are you looking from
Some people have it all
Some all to gain

Well a man in a tie gonna break his twenty dollar bill
There's plenty of reasons in this world
We're no longer standing still
But I'm not saying there's nothing wrong as the day comes along
If what I see is true
I could learn to believe
Can't look away
The powers that be might take it all away
Together we burn, together we burn away

There's too much time spent looking for a reason
It's the simple ones that bear the most truth
Oh, what a life a mess can be
I'm sitting here thinking of you once again
Give a thought to me
Well, time won't wait, better open the gate
Get up and start what needs to be done
It's running down, there's much you missed
Working on that graveyard shift
But I'm not saying there's nothing wrong as the day comes along
If what I see is true
I could learn to believe
Can't look away
The powers that be might take it all away
Together we burn, together we burn away

"No Depression" (A.P. Carter)

Oh fear the hearts of men are failing
These are latter days we know
The Great Depression now is spreading
God's Word declared it would be so

I'm going where there's no depression
To a better land that's free from care
I'll leave this world of toil and trouble
My home's in heaven, I'm going there

In this dark hour, midnight nearing
The tribulation time will come
The storms will hurl the midnight fear
And sweep lost millions to their doom