"Owensboro" as written by and Blaine Sprouse Kenny Baker....
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 â??trashâ??
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 they
Grow, grow up unlearned
With no time to go to school
Almost before they learn to walk
They learn to spin and to spool

Well, the folks in town
They dress so fine
And spend their money free
But they would hardly look
At a factory hand
That 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






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"Owensboro" as written by Kenny Baker Blaine Sprouse

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    General Commentfavorite of this album
    neversaycant1on May 15, 2009   Link
  • +1
    Lyric CorrectionAlmost before they learn to walk
    They learn to spin and spool

    ~Not spoon but spool~

    This is in reference to weaving

    neversaycant1on September 12, 2010   Link
  • 0
    Lyric CorrectionAt the end when she repeats But when that day
    Of judgement comes she says
    "They'll Learn to share their pretty things"
    Listen attentively:

    But when that day
    Of judgement comes
    They'll have to share
    Their pretty things

    But when that day
    Of judgement comes
    They'll Learn to share their pretty things
    neversaycant1on September 12, 2010   Link
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    General CommentI found this on the Putumayo collection "American Folk".

    The stanza "But when that day/Of judgement comes/They'll have to share/Their pretty things"
    reminds me of Woody Guthrie's "Unwelcome Guest" (as sung by Billy Bragg & Wilco).

    "And they'll take the money and spread it out equal/
    Just like the Bible and the prophets suggest.
    But the man that go riding to help these poor workers/
    The rich will cut down like an unwelcome guest."

    Viva Occupy Wall Street!





    SusanBassPlayeron October 13, 2011   Link

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