Rhymes of a Roughneck by Pat O'Cotter
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Can never be depended on,
While we'd go thru Hell for you. We're quite unused to luxuries And we've always played alone, When we asked for help to build our trails You handed us a stone. You've four-flushed on the railroads But we don't care a damn, If they monkey with the Eagle WE'RE WITH YOU, UNCLE SAM. You gave us lief to make some laws Then tied our hands behind; That gift to us was just the same As pictures to the blind. Your laws all have a "joker," Made to catch some Sourdough, And it's hard to beat the game, Sam, The way it's framed up down below. We've always been the dumping ground For your political misfits, But Sam, if you're in trouble We're willing to call it "quits." We've never had an even break, But we don't care a damn; If the Lion growls, remember this, WE'RE WITH YOU, UNCLE SAM. We're used to meeting troubles And if you put us to the test |
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