Bless Them Machines (please Help Working Man) Lyrics

Please help the working man bless them machines
They don't need me anymore for I need them bread and beans
Well hear me talkin' to you I need them bread and beans

They got a brand new machine at Jonesey's farm that they call a Big bad corn
If I gonna keep on a makin' machine why was I ever born
Won't you tell me now why was I ever born
Please help the working man...
[ ac.guitar ]
They got a brand new machine at the factory to punch out all of the holes That machine is sittin' in a good warm place
Now I'm sittin' now here in the cold unemployed I'm sittin' now here in the cold
Please help the working man...

So many machines at my house it's a mighty little lovin' I get
I lost my daughter to a record machine
My wife to the TV set Mr Casey got my wife to the TV set
Please help the working man...
Please help the working man...

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