I Don’t Want Your Millions, Mister & East Virginia

Lyrics
I don't want your millions, Mister I don't want your diamond rings All I want is the right to live, Mister Give me my job again We worked to build this country, Mister While you lived your life of ease Now our children, they starve mister Yes our children starve and freeze I don't want, I don't want your millions, Mister I don't want your diamond rings All I want is a right to live, Mister Give to me my job again (spoken) This is an old union song, it's actually the same song as an old love song, and they both say the same thing. They say just care about other people. It's the feeling that says it I was born in east Virginia North Carolina I did go There I met the fairest maiden Her name and age, I do not know You know, I don't want your millions, Mister I don't want your diamond rings All I want is a right to live, Mister Give to me my job again Her hair, was so dark of color And her lips were rubies red On her breast she wore white lilies Where I longed to lay my head You know, I don't want your millions, Mister I don't want your diamond rings All I want is a right to live, Mister Give to me my job again I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun would never to shine Then for you to be another man's darling And Mary Beth to know you'd never be mine And I don't know, I don't want your millions I don't want your millions I don't want I don't want your diamond rings All I want is a right to live, Mister Give to me my job again I don't know, I don't want, I don't want your millions I don't want, I don't I don't want your diamond rings All I want is a right to live, Mister Give to me my job again
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Credits
- Writers
- Traditional
- Jim Garland