LYRIC

Please Mr. Foreman… Slow down your assembly line
Please Mr. Foreman… Slow down your assembly line
You know I don't mind workin'
But I do mind dyin"

My wife is very sickly… You know she can't help me by taken on a job
My wife is very sickly… You know she can't help me by taken on a job
And we got five little children to feed
Lord why do you want to make my life so hard

Working 12 hours a day
Seven long days a week
I lay down and try to rest
But I'm too tired to sleep

Please Mr. Foreman… Why don't you slow down your assembly line
Lord you can look at me and see I don't mind workin'
Lord knows I do mind dyin"

Mr. Foreman Mr. Foreman why don't you slow down your assembly line
Yes my wife is very sickly
Whoa I can't feed my five little children when I come home
Yes every week I bring my paycheck home
Lord you know I catch a bus every day I do

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