Owensboro

well, I lived in a town
way down south
by the name of Owensboro

and I worked in a mill
with the rest of the ＂trash＂
as we're often called
as you know

well we rise up early

in the morning

and we work all day real hard

to buy our little meat and bread

buy sugar, tea, and lard

well, our children
grow up unlearned
with no time to go to school

almost before they learn to walk

they learn to spin

and to spoon

well, the folks in town
they dress so fine
and spend their money free
but they would hardly look
at a factory hand
who dresses like you or me
would you let them wear
their watches fine
let them wear their gems
and pearly strings
but when that day of judgement comes
they'll have to share
their pretty things
but when that day
of judgement comes
they'll have to share
their pretty things