Bring Me Your Tea Lyrics

I've been working on the land, hon, the sun got to me.

I think I may be dying, bring me your tea.

Sheep in the thicket, fruit on the tree,

I work till I'm bleeding, bring me your tea.

Copper is the trade now, who'd ever think?

There are men finding money down in the drink.
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My gun is more faithful than I'll ever be,

If war has me thirsty bring me your tea.

I don't get no opinion with four mouths to feed,

I'd sell off my future to get what we need.

This is my burden, it's all I can see.

If life has me weary, bring me your tea.
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