With Only One Thing In Common, They

I Work My Back 'til It's Racked With Pain, The Boss Can't Even Recall My Name.

I'm Not A Number. Dammit, I'm A Man.

Stood Alone On A Mountain Top, Starin' Out At The Great Divide. I Could Go East, I Could Go West, It Was All Up To Me To Decide. Just Then I Saw A Young Hawk Flyin' And My Soul Began To Rise.

There Was This Long Lovely Dancer In A Little Club Downtown, Love To Watch Her Do Her Stuff.

And Just About The Time I Feel Like Screaming And Finding Me A Wall To Punch Right Through, I Look Up And I Just Can't Help Smiling, It's You.