I'll start! for me, it's "Does anyone know/where the love of God goes/When the waves turn the minutes to hours" from The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, by Gordon Lightfoot.
There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore
The young men like their money and they all come back for more!
But soon your knocking on and you feel older than you should
For every bob made on the job you paid in flesh and blood!
-the Chemical Worker's Song
