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Song Information
Music: Izsák Palmer, Örs Kozák, Antal Kert
Lyrics: Izsák Palmer

I ain’t got time for hangin’ around
People not knowing when the sun goes down
Work so hard my nose turned brown
Sniffing people not knowing when the sun go down

Master, Master, I’ve been told
Fetch me silver, grab that gold
Worked so hard with sleeves unrolled
‘Cause I can’t pick cotton if it gets too cold

Master, I must say
You often charge more than you pay
I’d just as soon be on my way
But a Knick-Knack Whipcrack and I stay

And oh, my blisters bleed
This ain’t the kind of work I need
I’d rather starve than slave all day
You can tax me, torture, but I won’t obey

‘Cause I ain’t got time for hanging around
People not knowing when the sun goes down
I worked so hard my nose turned brown
Sniffing people not knowing when the sun go down

I ain’t got time for hanging around
People not knowing when the sun goes down
Worked so hard my nose turned brown
Sniffing people not knowing when the sun go down

Ain’t no masters, ain’t no gods
Let my people go
Take those chances, snatch the odds

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