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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Working ManWell, I was born on a Sunday; On Thursday I had me a job. I was born on a Sunday; By Thursday I was workin out on the job. I aint never had no day off since I learned right from wrong. Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head. Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head. And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, "I gotta earn my own way." CHORUS: I aint never been in trouble; I aint got the time. I dont mess around with magic, child. What I got is mine. Whatever you say, Lord, well, thats what Im gonna do. Whatever you say, well, thats what Im gonna do. Cause Im the Working Man, Lord, and I do the job for you. CHORUS Every Friday, well, thats when I get paid. Dont take me on Friday, Lord, cause thats when I get paid. Let me die on Saturday night, ooh, before Sunday gets my head. |
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