Payday
Payday, go to haffe come my way
Sitting over there
Under your false pretense
Living so nice
Off the poor man's expense
Hungry man got to roam the street
I tell you, white squall
Is such a terrible threat
One day got to be payday
Payday coming what may
One day you got to haffe big payday
Where, where, where is my share ?
Tell me it's up, up in the air
How, how could I get my share ?
You reply, try upon a broken chair
One day (etc)
Ain't gonna be your hally button
Work for nothin'
By the sweat of my brow
I wanna eat my bread
One day (etc)
Autor(es): Cecil Skelly Spence