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Old Bob Blair
I GOT so down to it last night,
With longin' for what could not be,
That nothin' in the world seemed right—
Or everything was wrong with me.
My house was just a lonely hole.
An' I had blisters on my soul.
Top of my other worries now
The boys are talkin' strike, an' say
If we put up a sudden row
We're sure of forcin' up our pay.
I'm right enough with what I get;
But some wants more, an' then more yet.
Ben Murray's put it up to me:
He says I got some influence
Amongst them, and if I agree —
"Which I will do if I have sense" —
We'll make the boss cough up a bit.
That's how Ben Murray looks at it.
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