Fruits of My Labor

Come to my world and witness
The way things have changed
‘Cause I finally did it, baby, I got out of La Grange
Got in my mercury and drove out west, pedal to the metal
And my luck to the test, baby, sweet baby
 
I been tryin’ to enjoy all the fruits of my labor
I been cryin’ for you, boy, but truth is my savior
Baby, sweet baby, if it’s all the same
Take the glory any day over the fame, baby, sweet baby
 
Fruits of My Labor, Lucinda Williams
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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2 Responses to Fruits of My Labor

  1. Kristina's avatar Kristina says:

    Hi!
    We met at Lynn and Mary-Ann’s on Good Friday — I’m Craig’s wife, who is your sister’s cousin by marriage (Is that right?). Just wanted to say that I found your blog — it’s inspiring to read what you are working towards. Good luck with everything!!
    Kristina

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