something for nothing Some will tell you that nothing's for free Obviously they've not met me I live the lifestyle they speak of so highly I live the life, the life O'Riley
Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living. I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven. yeah,
Out here in the fields, I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight to prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't
Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't cry
I'm here in the fields I fight for my meals I get back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't cry
Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven, yeah,
Music and vibrations are the basis of everything They pervade everything, human consciousness is reflected by them Atoms are vibrations between positive
John Riley came from Galway town in the years of the Irish hunger And he sailed away to America when the country was much younger Now the place was strange
Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven No, no,
I've got it bad for you Just like you want me to I'm down on my knees beggin' please Just like you told me to I've got it bad, got it so bad Bad for
She gonna lay in the bed that I made She'll be there for seven days I'm gonna give her the feeling that I get When I see he battin' eyes I could never
I saw her standin' there by the record machine She looked to me, oh, about seventeen I said girl won't ya take me home where we can be alone Next yer
I may have become a man too soon I may have slid by a few of the rules And sometimes rolled cigarettes won't do I may have been bold but I held my own
Out here in the fields, i fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight, to prove i'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't
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