Текст песни Corned Beef City

Early in the morning Going to meet a man Wants a truck unloading For cash-in-hand You don’t ask questions When there’s nothing in the bank Got to feed the kids And put the diesel in the tank Bacon, egg and sausage Double chips and beans Tea and bread and butter And a day on the machines Christmas is coming With the final demand What you got going For cash in hand So it ain’t too pretty Corned Beef City It ain’t too pretty Corned Beef City Early in the morning Where the trucks all stand I’ve got a pocket full of folding And a pair of jerry cans I’ve got to keep it going They’re laying off at Ford I’m only one step ahead Of my room and board So it ain’t too pretty Corned Beef City It ain’t too pretty Corned Beef City Early in the morning Going to meet a man Wants a truck unloading For cash-in-hand You don’t ask questions When there’s nothing in the bank Got to feed the kids And put the diesel in the tank So it ain’t too pretty Corned Beef City It ain’t too pretty Corned Beef City