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Slaid Cleaves - Rust Belt Fields Lyrics

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  • This is my town
  • Out in the rust belt fields
  • We were bangin’ out Buicks
  • And Oldsmobiles
  • There was always a job
  • And the money was there
  • Some say we got a little lazy
  • Nobody seemed to care
  • But they figured it out
  • And shipped the elbow grease
  • Down to Mexico
  • And off to the Chinese
  • And I learned a little something
  • ‘Bout how things are
  • No one remembers your name
  • Just for working hard
  • Drove into the ground
  • Till your factory’s cold
  • Then they tear it all down
  • And the parts get sold
  • Come the bankers now
  • Pickin’ over the bones
  • I got three more neighbors now
  • ‘Bout to lose their homes
  • ‘Cause they figured it out
  • And shipped the elbow grease
  • Down to Mexico
  • And off to the Chinese
  • And I learned a little something
  • ‘Bout how things are
  • No one gets a bonus
  • For bloody knuckles and scars
  • No one remembers your name
  • Just for working hard
  • There’s a casino boat
  • It’s up around Boon
  • Think I’ll buy me a bottle
  • And a motel room
  • Put all I have left
  • On a little black square
  • Risk it all like the big boys
  • Like I don’t even care
  • They’ll drive you into the ground
  • Till your engine’s cold
  • Call in the auctioneer
  • As the banks foreclose
  • And I learned a little something
  • ‘Bout how things are
  • No one gets a bonus
  • For bloody knuckles and scars
  • No one remembers your name
  • Just for working hard

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