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I'm Too Old to Be a Scab (T-Bone Slim [Valentine Huhta]) Goodbye, master, I must leave you, Something tells me I must go, For you know I can't deceive you, Going wage is too darn low. Yes, you say that you will lead me If I chop that hardwood cord; Do not to temptation lead me, I'm not toiling for my board. If I work for bread and lodging While the sun is high and warm, It would cause me sundry dodging Through the winter's cold and storm. I must have the all that's in it In the labor that I sell; For you cannot tell what minute It may start to rain like hell. One more question, boss, one only -- As you count your wealth untold, Would you have me save bologna 'Gainst the day when I am old ? Now we understand each other, (As we play the game of grab) But, please do recall, "my brother", I'm too old to be a scab. (IWW Songbook, 21st Edition, 1925) RG
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