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He Says It Just The Way It Is

from Album #3 by Robert Turner

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He says it just the way it is
Doesn’t take what he can’t give
No time to smile, don’t you dare strut
Heads down and all your asses up

A hill to climb, morning light
Along the road

The pay goes up so they cut the shifts
Organisation has all gone to piss
He tells you this, she tells you that
You try to do both and get a reprimand

A lonesome train, headlights and rain
Along the road

Make a mess, why not clean it up?
God anything to keep from the customer
Kick it under the carpet, chuck it out the back
Nobody’ll care if it don’t look too bad

A red sunrise, the radios alive
Along the road

A tattoo on each knuckle, six foot three
Whistles while he works, calls me wee Bobby
Italian man I aint got a clue
How he got here, calls me Bruce

A spire in the breeze, rustling leaves
Along the road

Balloons and stickers and flags and twine
Celebrating everyone how do they find the time?
Funny how people see you less
When you put on that good old high viz vest

A copper beech shines in the street
Along the road

You want canteen food well there’s fee
I ask for two bits of bacon and she gives me three

A turtle dove can’t find love
Along the road

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from Album #3, track released August 20, 2021

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Robert Turner Glasgow, UK

With roots within the Deep Delta Blues and the Reverb-Rocking Gospel of the Staple Singers, Glasgow based Robert Turner's music moves between Old-Timey Ballads, Toe-Tapping Chart-Toppers, British Invasion Rock'n'Roll, and Strange Tales From The Hills.

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