Another Spoke in the Wheel
Another train passing through an empty town
Only outbound, since corporate isn't sticking around
Giving up on promises of come hell or high water
Won't you pay no mind to the suffering of a man
Take your severance with the shake of my hand
Drowning my worries in the river
Understand, this bottles gonna take me to the promised land
When walking the walk and talking the talk
Won't help me steer
Cuz I've been working for the company dime
Dropped into the Peabody coal mines
Watching the time turning like another spoke in the wheel
And I know money talks but it ain't been talkin' to me
Between the bank and the bills, it's a real fine line
I need to find something worth spending a lifetime
On the grind for a little extra wealth
Burning at both ends for a light cuz no one makes a living off a wishing well
Drowning my worries in the river
Understand, this bottles gonna take me to the promised land
When walking the walk and talking the talk
Won't help me steer
Cuz I've been working for the company dime
Dropped into the Peabody coal mines
Watching the time turning like another spoke in the wheel
Thirty-seven years under the sycamore
Up until a carpet-bagger cut her down
Drowning my worries in the river
Understand, this bottles gonna take me to the promised land
When walking the walk and talking the talk
Won't help me steer (ah yeah)
Cuz I've been working for the company dime
Dropped into the Peabody coal mines
Watching the time turning like another spoke in the wheel
Only outbound, since corporate isn't sticking around
Giving up on promises of come hell or high water
Won't you pay no mind to the suffering of a man
Take your severance with the shake of my hand
Drowning my worries in the river
Understand, this bottles gonna take me to the promised land
When walking the walk and talking the talk
Won't help me steer
Cuz I've been working for the company dime
Dropped into the Peabody coal mines
Watching the time turning like another spoke in the wheel
And I know money talks but it ain't been talkin' to me
Between the bank and the bills, it's a real fine line
I need to find something worth spending a lifetime
On the grind for a little extra wealth
Burning at both ends for a light cuz no one makes a living off a wishing well
Drowning my worries in the river
Understand, this bottles gonna take me to the promised land
When walking the walk and talking the talk
Won't help me steer
Cuz I've been working for the company dime
Dropped into the Peabody coal mines
Watching the time turning like another spoke in the wheel
Thirty-seven years under the sycamore
Up until a carpet-bagger cut her down
Drowning my worries in the river
Understand, this bottles gonna take me to the promised land
When walking the walk and talking the talk
Won't help me steer (ah yeah)
Cuz I've been working for the company dime
Dropped into the Peabody coal mines
Watching the time turning like another spoke in the wheel
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Writer(s): Clayton Crowder
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