Pinhead Gunpowder - Work For Food lyrics

Thirty days of traveling in Whiteville
Tennessee i got three dollars in my pocket
Got three kids to feed

And my sign says I will work for food
My eyes say I'm in a working kind of mood

Yeah, I'm broke, no skill
So hard to live this way looking like I do
I can't seem to get the time of day
And my sign says I will work for food
My eyes say I'm in a working kind of mood

Nine to five at Scotia down at the mill
For half, half as much money
I've seen a better man killed

And my sign says I will work for food
My eyes say I'm in a working kind of mood