Carol for Tax Day
Song Lyrics & Words
They come on April fifteenth, dear,
to take away our gold.
Tax men, unmoved by plea or tear,
it makes your blood run cold.
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Oh, income tax, you break our backs,
the government takes all.
A thief, by any other name,
would never have such gall.
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Sung to the tune of "It Came Upon a Midnight, Clear"Comments (0)
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