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Written by peter green.
Now when i put down my tools
And my working day is through
Yes, when i put down those dirty old tools
And i need sweat no more
I
And i could not ask for more
And when i lay down on my pillow
And my body
Yeah, when i
I know you
And i
And lord i could not ask for more
And when the sun comes creeping up
And the nighttime turns to dawn
Yeah, when that big red sun starts shining
And those treetops start to call
I
And i could not ask for more
Now when i put down my tools
And my working day is through
Yes, when i put down those dirty old tools
And i need sweat no more
I
And i could not ask for more
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