Dirty Overalls

you can wash my pair of dirty overalls.
i'll ride that train you call cannonball,
from baltimore to the bristol bay.

i worked six months of -------------
and all i got is these dirty overalls.
ain't got a dime, ain't that a shame?

i worked six months of dynamitin' coal,
all i've got is these dirty overalls.
and dirty shame, no whose to blame?

good gal, listen. please don't turn away.
i'll have a car and soon a home someday.
my money baby, and these overalls.

honey, gal, sweetheart, i do the best i can,
i'm just a poor boy & a hard workin' man.
my money's gone when i get done.

if you leave me, i'll be so sad & blue,
what is there for the workin' man to do?
these overalls are killin' me.

i seen a rich man driving in his car,
he had a woman for every senator.
and a good warm bed & a bottle of gin.

i work like a dog, i'm broke all the time.
couldn't buy a woman or a bottle of wine?
when i get out of these overalls.

rich man took my woman, woman away from me.
he'll be sorry, sorry wait & see.
when i get out of these overalls.

cops ought to put that money man in jail,
he stole my one money and took away my gal.
now whose gonna wash my overalls.



Credits
Writer(s): Woody Guthrie
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