"Strike Blues" as written by John Lee Hooker and Bernard Besman....
Oh Lord, oh Lord, baby.
What in the world gonna become of me?
I don't know, I don't know, baby.
Lord, Lord, Lord.
What in the world gonna 'come of me?
These hard times, hard times, baby
'Bout to get the best of me.
You know Ford Chrysler, God knows, been under.
For ninety days, already.
Was one thing, now people.
Lord, I sho' can't understand, oooh.
What in the world gon' become-a me?
This doggone strike.
Soon it's gon' become over, people.
God knows my life can't last any longer.
I go to the welfare.
This is what the welfare said:
'Look-a-here now, man.'
'One type-a, a-beans an one can-a tripe.'
I said, 'NO'!
God know, that will never do.
If Ford Chrysler will end this strike.
God knows, God knows.
I don't know what I'm gonna do, um.

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