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Working Man

Layne Greene



 

They say you’re a working man,
Through sweat and tears, and by your hands.
A man of few words,
Cause people listen better when your hardly heard.

And you tear yourself away
What’s past is done and gone.
We live with it every day.
And now it’s time to move along.

An early day, a rough way out.
A turn of phrase, that leads to doubt.
A symbol of faith,
Because all you need is buried in leaves.

And you tear yourself away,
What’s past is done and gone.
We live with it ever day.
And now it’s time to move along.

And we’re moving on.

© Layne Greene 2013


Last Updated: 12/01/15
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