The Factory - Kenny Rogers

I can’t say that he loved his work

But he fed a family of nine

Papa never heard of a union

He logged his scale in time

But he was a lucky man

At least he had a job

Down at the factory

40 years cut across his back

Fightin' it tooth and nail

Work was hard enough to make a man

Forget his fear of Hell

He was a thankful man

He had a job

Down at the factory

Sometimes through the walls at night

I’d hear him on his knees

Prayin', «Lord, please help me through another day

Give me strength

And bless this house

This family of mine

And thank you, Lord

For my job

Down at the factory»

It’s hard for a man to build a life

On a miller’s pay

But like father just like son

At least I could pay my way

I’m a lucky man

I’ve got a job

Down at the factory

As I put my kids to bed

Wonder what’s in store

Ask the Lord for a better way

'Cause they deserve much more

Than to raise their own

With just a job

Down at the factory

Sometimes when it’s late at night

I get down on my knees

Prayin, «Lord, please help me through another day

And give me strength

And bless this house

This family of mine

And, thank you, Lord

For my job

Down at the factory»

We got more than some

At least I got a job

Down at the factory