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The Money Lender

Well I break my back to get money
But still there’s not enough
And I work my fingers to the bone
But I don’t get time for love

Well some folks they get the good life
But I wonder if they know
What it’s like to struggle and slide
Everywhere you go

Cause that money lender’s on my back
And he drives me on and on
And he won’t let go until I crack
And everything has gone

Well I guess it’s always been this way
You’ve had to walk that line
But you can count the men that have fallen away
Time after time

Well we sell our days and our nights for pay
But we’ll never know what for
But the money man he understands
And he whispers more

Cause that money lender’s on my back
And he drives me on and on
And he won’t let go until I crack
And everything has gone

 

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