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  1. Ghosts

From the album Summer

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Lyrics

Ghosts

Take a walk past the old steel mill
The ghosts of workers live there still
No more steel, no more fire
Just graffiti, weeds, and chicken wire

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You can see the ghosts of working men
Sweat and strain at work again
Dirt and hard hats, muscled arms
Steel men in this old steel town

Back when a man could earn a wage
Before steel jobs all went away
A dying breed, the working man
Ghosts who won't be seen again

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Abandoned houses, un-mowed lawns
Shops and taverns all are gone
The working class built this town
Greed and power tore it down

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