Lirik Lagu Millworker - James Taylor
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Now my grandfather was a sailor,He blew in off the water.My father was a farmer and I,His only daughter.Took up with a no good millworking manFrom MassachusettsWho dies from too much whiskeyAnd leaves me these three faces to feed.
Millwork ain't easy, millwork ain't hard,Millwork it ain't nothingBut an awful boring job.I'm waiting for a daydreamTo take me through the morningAnd put me in my coffee breakWhere I can have a sandwich and remember.
Then it's me and my machineFor the rest of the morning,For the rest of the afternoonAnd the rest of my life.
Now my mind begins to wanderTo the days back on the farm.I can see my father smiling at me,Swinging on his arm.I can hear my granddad's storiesOf the storms out on Lake ErieWhere vessels and cargoes and fortunesAnd sailors' lives were lost.
Yes, but it's my life has been wasted,And I have been the foolTo let this manufacturerUse my body for a tool.I can ride home in the evening,Staring at my hands,Swearing by my sorrowThat a young girlOught to stand a better chance.
So may I work the millsJust as long as I am ableAnd never meet the manWhose name is on the label.
It be me and my machineFor the rest of the morningAnd the rest of the afternoon,Gone for the rest of my life.
Millwork ain't easy, millwork ain't hard,Millwork it ain't nothingBut an awful boring job.I'm waiting for a daydreamTo take me through the morningAnd put me in my coffee breakWhere I can have a sandwich and remember.
Then it's me and my machineFor the rest of the morning,For the rest of the afternoonAnd the rest of my life.
Now my mind begins to wanderTo the days back on the farm.I can see my father smiling at me,Swinging on his arm.I can hear my granddad's storiesOf the storms out on Lake ErieWhere vessels and cargoes and fortunesAnd sailors' lives were lost.
Yes, but it's my life has been wasted,And I have been the foolTo let this manufacturerUse my body for a tool.I can ride home in the evening,Staring at my hands,Swearing by my sorrowThat a young girlOught to stand a better chance.
So may I work the millsJust as long as I am ableAnd never meet the manWhose name is on the label.
It be me and my machineFor the rest of the morningAnd the rest of the afternoon,Gone for the rest of my life.
