With my feet on the ground and my back to your wheels
Now you've got new machines for to take my place
You tell me that my job is through but still I wonder why
I'm walking down a jobless road and where am I to go
You tell me that my job is through, there ain't no work no more
And now the smoke is rising, the steel is all a-glow
Though I laid down your factories and laid down your fields
Now you've got new machines for to take my place
With the ringing of the steel and the power of my hands
And you tell me it's not mine to share
Though I laid down your highways all across the land
For the wages were low and the hours were long
And you tell me it's not mine to share
With my feet on the ground and my back to your wheels
I'm walking down a jobless road and where am I to go
For the wages were low and the hours were long
And the labor was all I could bear
And now the smoke is rising, the steel is all a-glow
And the labor was all I could bear
And now the roads are there like ribbons in the sky
And now the trains are rolling, they roll to every shore
Though I laid down your factories and laid down your fields
