Expiration Day Lyrics - Widespread Panic

I'm a machinist at the Springfield Armory 

Just slightly ahead of my time 

But I don't make much money 

So I sell eggs and chickens on the side 

I'm good at what I do 

And I take great pride 

But I don't make much money 

So I sell eggs and chickens on the side 

And my wife does love me 

But she can't realize 

Why I won't go back down south 

And leave the armory behind 

But I love my job 

I'll shave metal until I die 

And until I do, I'll take on 

Any extra thing it takes to provide 

And I know it'll kill me 

Breathing all those fumes 

But I'd sooner sniff solution 

Than a baker's dozen hothouse blooms 

And my wife does love me 

But she can't realize 

Why I won't go back down south 

And leave the armory behind 

But I feel it is important 

What I do upon my lathe 

I pledge to do the detail work 

Until my expiration day 

Until my expiration day 

Until my expiration day 

Until my expiration day