Jacob Hurley - Marxist Blues Lyrics

I wish that I had possession o'er my days
I wish that I was free in all my ways
But I know that it's a lie
And I know I'll work until I die

Guess that I have seen some things
I seen the folks who buy their love with rings
I seen the people out there on the street
Carrying their shoes while walking in bare feet

I...

I seem to think there's a way out
I don't see where it could be about
But I'll be free, mark my words, someday
And I'll be far, far away

I...