Saturday, October 21, 2023

One More Dollar Lyrics

One More Dollar Lyrics. There's a freeze on the branches. No work said the boss at the bunkhouse door.

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There's a freeze on the branches. so when the dice came out at the bar downtown, i rolled and took my chances. But i miss those hills with the windy pines. A long time ago i left my home / for a job in the fruit trees / but i missed those hills with the windy pines / for their song seemed to suit me / so i sent my wages to my home / said we'd soon be together / for the next good crop would pay my way / and i would come home.

No Work Said The Boss At The Bunk House Door.


One more dollar and i’m going home. / their song seemed to suit me / so i. Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider.

A Long Time Ago, I Left My Home For A Job In The Fruit Trees But I Missed Those Hills With The Windy Pines.


When i reach those hills, boys. One more dime to show for my day one more dollar and i'm on my way when i reach those hills, boys, i'll never roam one more dollar and i'm going home a long time ago i left my home just a girl passing twenty could you spare a coin or a christian prayer for my luck has turned against me one more dime to show for my day one more dollar and i'm on my way Lyrics for one more dollar by gillian welch.

There’s A Freeze On The Branches.


So when the dice came out at the bar downtown. One more dime to show for my day one more dollar and i'm on my way when i reach those hills, boys i'll never roam 'cause one more dollar and i'm going home a long time ago i left my home just a boy passing twenty could you spare a coin and a christian prayer for my luck has turned against me one more dime to show for my day one more dollar and i'm on my way I rolled and i took my chances.

There's A Freeze On The Branches.


So when the dice came out at the bar downtown. One more dollar and i'm on my way. One more dime to show for my day.

No Work Said The Boss At The Bunkhouse Door.


Their song seemed to suit me. Some old bed i'll soon be sharing. When i reach those hills, boys, i'll never roam.

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