"Factory Blues" lyrics
"Factory Blues"
Don't the sun look lonesome shinin' down through the trees?
Don't the sun look lonesome shinin' down through the trees?
But the sun's seen everybody, doubt if she remembers me
Well, the streetlights are still shinin' but the sky is turnin' blue
Well, the streetlights are still shinin' but the sky's turnin' blue
Soon the people will be risin', doin' what they always do
Oh, I hear that little morning alarm clock and it's ringin' on down the street
Oh, I hear that little morning alarm clock and it's ringin' on down the street
Sayin', "You better get up you people, it's time you're on your feet"
Everybody's risin' and puttin' on their factory shoes
Everybody's risin' and puttin' on their factory shoes
I'm glad I'm still layin' in bed now, haven't got the factory blues
Go round again, keep goin'
Well, the streetlights are still shinin' but the sky is turnin' blue
Well, the streetlights are still shinin' but the sky's turnin' blue
Soon the people will be risin', doin' what they always do
Oh, I hear that little morning alarm clock and it's ringin' on down the street
Oh, I hear that little morning alarm clock and it's ringin' on down the street
Sayin', "You better get up you people, it's time you're on your feet"
Everybody's risin' and puttin' on their factory shoes
Everybody's risin' and puttin' on their factory shoes
I'm glad I'm still layin' in bed now, haven't got the factory blues
I'm glad I'm still layin' in bed now, haven't got the factory blues
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- Lucinda Williams Lyrics
album:
"Sweet Old World" (1992)
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