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My father was a welder, down at the navy yard
G F C G
Up on the north atlantic, where the winters come down hard
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A union job some overtime, nobody would complain
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He went to work with a humble pride, through the snow and rain
Chorus:
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Some things your born to, some things you gotta learn
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My father built his world on bone muscle and blood and welding burns
After work he did some drunken', he'd get a title rough
Just to take the edges off, but he never got enough
He'd hang his coat up by the door, and light a cigarette
Mama would take his supper out, turn off the tv set
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Some things your born to, some things you gotta learn
My father built his world on bone muscle and blood and welding burns
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I can see them down at leighs mills pond
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With the august sun warming her brown skin
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He promised he would take her away
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But i think he knew even way back then, way back then
Mama said they're hiring no need to graduate
Maybe your dad could make a call to the 788
I always thought I'd get away, I thought I could rise above
I don't remember anymore, what i was dreaming of
Chorus: 2x
Some things your born to, some things you gotta learn
My father built his world on bone muscle and blood and welding burns