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.
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