The Highwaymen - Welfare Line Well now, boys I've been to Bethlehem Rode there on a big steam train Lost two fingers in the steel wheels And I ain't goin' back again. I fought for my country Lord knows I did my best Crawlin' cross some foreign field They pinned a ribbon to my chest. Chorus: So pass around the bottle boys Let's talk about old times Night's rollin' in, it's cold as sin Here on the Welfare Line. Served on a Georgia road gang Couldn't pay the debts I owed Cause I ain't made of silver And I ain't ever seen no gold. I still remember Rachel Soft as a velvet gown They laid her in a pauper's grave On the other side of town. Chorus: Now some folks are born to money You know I wish 'em well If the Devil should ever want my soul I swear I'd never sell. Chorus: ?'s [email protected]