Smokey Factory Blues lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Smokey Factory Blues lyrics Early in the misty, misty morning Headin for another freeway jam Sleepy eyed and shivering Waking up and wishing it was Sunday I wish it was Sunday On the radio they re playin love songs Songs that make me want to turn around Factory gates are up ahead I wish that I was home in bed with you, my love Back home with you, my love But I work to make a living And I work without a break And I work when I am sleeping And I work when I m awake Yes, and I d like to leave the city But I can t afford the move And I think I m goin under With those way down low down Smokey factory blues I was born a lover not a worker Money doesn t smell like sweet perfume Some of us feel out of place With engine oil upon our face Believe me, you better believe me song lyrics