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When I graduated high school
College not my scene
So I got a job at home for me
Feeling good about my opportunity
It's got benefits and decent pay but they say
We hit a stalemate looks bleak for us
A strike or lock-out or wholesale bust
Think to myself what a hell of a start
As we file down to
Kate's tavern
Katie bar the door we are jumping off the rails
Any hope for calm went
John b
Sails
We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
And raise a glass to better times
The rumor mill's dispelled the official word comes down
They're gonna move our jobs real far away
Settle to another country where mistreatment for the workers is so commonplace
The judge says we cannot stop them they're free to go
He looks me in the eyes he says i can't help you son
Whatever happened to
America
She was sold twenty-six f**kin' long years ago
Katie bar the door we are jumping off the rails
Any hope for calm went
John b
Sails
We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
And raise a glass to better times
Hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey
Hey why sing about the unions again
They have all died away
We are now in the midst of a brand new world economy
I don't believe them
I won't despair
They are regrouping they're coming back to stay
Twelve percent can climb back up to fifty percent
Once again my friend a message we'll send
Katie bar the door we are jumping off the rails
Any hope for calm went
John b
Sails
We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
And raise a glass to better times
Katie bar the door we are jumping off the rails
Any hope for calm went
John b
Sails
We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
And raise a glass to better times
We'll raise a glass to better times
We'll raise a glass to better times
