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By Original Work
Rise %s and shine,
We swing the pick field and furrow,
With home someday in our hearts,
And when the sun goes down.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So swing the pick and sing, friends,
With home someday filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
By Original Work
Swing %s the railroad,
We lay the rails on the railroad,
With family waiting in our hearts,
And the working's done.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So lay the rails and sing, friends,
With family waiting filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
By Original Work
All %s and shine,
We m唱 the oars in the prison yard,
With pay day come in our hearts,
And for tomorrow too.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let love fill the air,
And warmth fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So m唱 the oars and pray, friends,
With pay day come filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
By Original Work
Rise %s the long day,
We build the walls on the railroad,
With pay day come in our hearts,
And till the weekend comes.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So build the walls and dance, friends,
With pay day come filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
By Original Work
All %s that hammer,
We lay the rails at the dock,
With pay day come in our hearts,
And in the cool of the evening.
Through fields of gold we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let love fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So lay the rails and play, friends,
With pay day come filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
By Original Work
Work %s the long day,
We swing the pick in the sun,
With hard times here in our hearts,
And the working's done.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So swing the pick and sing, friends,
With hard times here filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.
By Original Work
All %s and shine,
We swing the pick in the prison yard,
With home someday in our hearts,
And till the weekend comes.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So swing the pick and play, friends,
With home someday filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
By Original Work
Rise %s the chain gang,
We hoe the row in the mill,
With home someday in our hearts,
And the working's done.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So hoe the row and pray, friends,
With home someday filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
By Original Work
Heave %s the levee,
We hoe the row in the prison yard,
With rest at last in our hearts,
And in the cool of the evening.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So hoe the row and dance, friends,
With rest at last filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
By Original Work
Rise %s the chain gang,
We cut the cane on the railroad,
With rest at last in our hearts,
And for tomorrow too.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So cut the cane and sing, friends,
With rest at last filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
By Original Work
All %s and pull,
We work all day on the river boat,
With rest at last in our hearts,
And the job is done.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So work all day and dance, friends,
With rest at last filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
By Original Work
Rise %s and shine,
We break the rocks in the sun,
With pay day come in our hearts,
And the job is done.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let love fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So break the rocks and pray, friends,
With pay day come filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.
By Original Work
Work %s and pull,
We m唱 the oars in the mill,
With home someday in our hearts,
And in the cool of the evening.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So m唱 the oars and pray, friends,
With home someday filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
By Original Work
Swing %s and pull,
We break the rocks on the river boat,
With freedom's dream in our hearts,
And the working's done.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So break the rocks and play, friends,
With freedom's dream filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
By Original Work
Heave %s and pull,
We lay the rails in the sun,
With justice come in our hearts,
And when the sun goes down.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let love fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So lay the rails and sing, friends,
With justice come filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
By Original Work
Work %s the long day,
We lay the rails field and furrow,
With justice come in our hearts,
And the job is done.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So lay the rails and play, friends,
With justice come filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
By Original Work
Rise %s the railroad,
We work all day field and furrow,
With family waiting in our hearts,
And and that's a fact.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So work all day and play, friends,
With family waiting filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
By Original Work
Work %s the railroad,
We hoe the row on the river boat,
With hard times here in our hearts,
And and that's a fact.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So hoe the row and play, friends,
With hard times here filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.
By Original Work
Rise %s the long day,
We break the rocks field and furrow,
With pay day come in our hearts,
And till the weekend comes.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So break the rocks and pray, friends,
With pay day come filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
By Original Work
Work %s the chain gang,
We break the rocks in the prison yard,
With family waiting in our hearts,
And the job is done.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So break the rocks and sing, friends,
With family waiting filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.