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An Anonymous Worker

"Planting Rice" (karaoke)

"Planting Rice" (sheet music)


Planting rice is never fun,

Bent from morn to set of sun;

Cannot stand and cannot sit;

Cannot rest a little bit.

Oh, my back is like to break;

Oh, my bones with dampness ache,

And my legs are numb and set

From the soaking in the wet.

 

Planting rice is no fun,

Bent from morn to set of sun;

Cannot stand, cannot sit,

Cannot rest a little bit.

Oh, my back likes to break;

Oh, my bones with dampness ache,

And my legs numb and set

From the soaking in the wet.

 

When the sun begins to break,

You will wonder as you wake

In what muddy neighborhood

There is work and pleasant food?

It is hard to be so poor

And such sore and pain endure.

You must move your arms about

Or you'll find you'll be without.

 

Planting rice is no fun,

Bent from morn to set of sun;

Cannot stand, cannot sit,

Cannot rest a little bit.

Oh, my back likes to break;

Oh, my bones with dampness ache,

And my legs numb and set

From the soaking in the wet.


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