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Paul Cafcae - Banks of Marble Lyrics



Paul Cafcae - Banks of Marble Lyrics




I've traveled 'round this country
From sea to sea to sea;
And it really made me wonder
The things I got to see

I saw the weary nurses
Working triple shifts tired and dazed
And I heard their bosses saying
"No you cannot get a raise"

But the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the nurses sweated for

L saw the retail workers
Abused and scrutinized
And they have to live off food stamps
Even though they work full-time

But the banks are made of marble
With the guards at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the workers sweated for

And I've seen the rich folk laughing
Driving golf balls at their clubs
And they shook hands with politicians
While their accounts kept filling up

And I think it's all unfair
That some own tracts of land
And that we cannot afford to
Challenge their command

Because I've seen my people working
With their minds and backs and hands
And I swore we'd get together
And together make a stand

And then we'd own these banks of marble
And we'd open every door
And we'd share these vaults of silver
That we have sweated for
That we all've sweated for ooh
That we are sweating for
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I've traveled 'round this country
From sea to sea to sea;
And it really made me wonder
The things I got to see

I saw the weary nurses
Working triple shifts tired and dazed
And I heard their bosses saying
"No you cannot get a raise"

But the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the nurses sweated for

L saw the retail workers
Abused and scrutinized
And they have to live off food stamps
Even though they work full-time

But the banks are made of marble
With the guards at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the workers sweated for

And I've seen the rich folk laughing
Driving golf balls at their clubs
And they shook hands with politicians
While their accounts kept filling up

And I think it's all unfair
That some own tracts of land
And that we cannot afford to
Challenge their command

Because I've seen my people working
With their minds and backs and hands
And I swore we'd get together
And together make a stand

And then we'd own these banks of marble
And we'd open every door
And we'd share these vaults of silver
That we have sweated for
That we all've sweated for ooh
That we are sweating for
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Writer: LES RICE
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Paul Cafcae
Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: LES RICE

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