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Paul Kelly ›› Happy Slave | | A tug comes on the wire, duty calls me now
She says 'My land is useless and I need some kind of plough'
[She's my kind of driver]
I'm upstanding straight away, I'm ready for my toil
I feel her whip cracking on my back as I dig into her soil
[She's my kind of driver]
I'm burning up her cane, I'm threshing in her barn
She keeps me at my business until I'm breaking down
I'm working way too hard, I never get to save
But I don't mind I don't mind I'm a happy slave
And when my work is done I'm ready to explode
Suddenly I'm flying when she takes my heavy load
[She's my kind of driver]
I'm tending to her flock, I'm burning up her cane
I never can refuse her and I never complain
I'm working way too hard, I never get to save
But I don't mind I don't mind I'm a happy slave | | Happy Slave Paul Kelly
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