TIRED LIFE BLUES

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TIRED LIFE BLUES TIRED LIFE BLUES

Poem by: Philip Roberts

Genre: Song Lyrics

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Poem by: Philip Roberts

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Genre: Song Lyrics

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A song I wrote in the late 1970s.

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A song I wrote in the late 1970s.

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Submitted: February 06, 2011

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Submitted: February 06, 2011

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I've got no place where I can stay
Ain't got no bags, so I'm on my way.
To the boss man I'm no use,
I'm sick and tired of being abused.

Well, I had nothing to offer
They had nothing to give,
So I beg to fill my coffers
And for the right to live.
Yesterday life seemed a breeze
Everything came to me with ease,
I was living on easy street
Then the carpet was ripped away
from 'neath my feet.

THE END
© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts,
Melbourne, Australia


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