And leave the armory behind
I'm good at what I do
Until my expiration day
Until my expiration day
What I do upon my lathe
So I sell eggs and chickens on the side
But I don't make much money
So I sell eggs and chickens on the side
Why I won't go back down south
But I feel it is important
Any extra thing it takes to provide
I'll shave metal until I die
But she can't realize
Why I won't go back down south
And I take great pride
And I know it'll kill me
And my wife does love me
And until I do, I'll take on
But I love my job
But I'd sooner sniff solution
And my wife does love me
Breathing all those fumes
And leave the armory behind
I pledge to do the detail work
Than a baker's dozen hothouse blooms
But I don't make much money
Until my expiration day
But she can't realize
