Well I was thirteen when
I started working and
I ain't stopped a single moment to breathe
Now I'm sixty three
I thought that I could earn
Some rest when it's my turn
Maybe make a life I wanted to lead
But nothing's coming to me
Now I've got nothing to say
It's been years
Working through
A graveyard shift
I've got nothing left
My body's weak
Working til
The dawn
With the rising sun
Is when I'm coming home
Leave behind those pounding factory machines
And my ears they ring
I pull the curtains down
To block the sunlight out
I can't even hear those songbirds sing
And I can't sleep
Now I've got nothing to say
It's been years
Working through
A graveyard shift
I've got nothing left
My body's weak
Working til
The dawn