Factory girl

Well I ain't gonna work in the factory
and greasy up my clothes
I ain't gonna work in the factory
and splinters in my toes

Chorus:
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
pity me my darling
and carry my blues away

And I ain't gonna hear that ole' spinnin' wheel
rollin' round my head
while other girls are hard at work
I'll be home in bed

Chorus

well I ain't gonna work in the factory
and greasy up my clothes
I ain't gonna work in the factory
and splinters in my toes

Chorus