Another long day at Mister Peabody's mine Another walk through the gate past them 3-story tires But I dare not speak out though it k**s me to know I sold my soul to the company store I sold my soul And it won't come back no never no more I owe my soul, my body and soul And it won't come back no never no more Handbills pa**ed to workers far and near Saying all them things poor folks want to hear Then thousands miles traveled, nothing to show