SERVES THEM FINE

NOW PEOPLE, IN THE YEAR 19 AND 20
THE MILLS RUN GOOD AND EVERYBODY HAD PLENTY
LOTS OF PEOPLE WITH A GOOD FREE WILL
SOLD THEIR HOMES AND MOVE TO THE MILL
WE'LL HAVE LOTS OF MONEY THEY SAID
BUT EVERYBODY GO HELL INSTEAD
IT WAS FUN IN THE MOUNTAINS A ROLLING LOGS
BUT NOW WHEN THE WHISTLE BLOWS WE RUN LIKE DOGS
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IT SUITS US PEOPLE AND IT SERVES THEM FINE
FOR THINKING THAT THE MILL WAS A DARN GOLD MINE
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NOW IN THE YEAR 19 AND 25
THE MILLS ARE STOOD BUT WE'RE STILL ALIVE
PEOPLE KEPT-A-COMING WHEN THE WEATHER WAS FINE
JUST LIKE THEY WERE GOING TO A BIG GOLD MINE
AS TIME PASSED ON, THEIR MONEY DID TOO
EVERYONE BEGAN TO FEELING KIND OF BLUE
IF WE HAD ANY SENSE UP IN OUR DOME
WE'D STILL BE LIVING IN OUR MOUNTAIN HOME

NOW IN THE YEAR 19 AND 30
THEY DON'T PAY NOTHING AND THEY DO US DIRTY
IF WE EVER DO MANAGE TO GET AHEAD
IT SEEMS LIKE ALL OF THE MILLS GO DEAD
WE'RE DOWN IN A HOLE, GETTING DEEPER EVERY DAY
THERE'S NO USE TO COLIC, NO USE TO SHIRK
THERE'S MORE PEOPLE LOAFING THAN THERE ARE AT WORK

NOW ALL YOU MOUNTAINEERS THAT'S LISTENING TO ME
TAKE OFF YOUR HATS AND HOLLOR "WHOPEE"
I'M GOING BACK HOME TO THE LAND OF THE SKY
WHERE THEY ALL DRINK MOONSHINE AND NEVER TO DIE
IT SUITS US PEOPLE AND IT SERVES THEM FINE
FOR THINKING THAT A MILL WAS A DARN GOLD MINE