The Gourds - All The Labor lyrics
[The Gourds - All The Labor lyrics]
Where the digger cried it's my calling, sir
And it is no mistake that I put
You in the ground so well
And if they pay me well that's great
It's just gravy I'd do it anyway
All the labor stood up and shouted I'll
Wait for you fun lovin' minever cheevy
With all yer drunken dellusions I
Am a sensational place
Of comeraderie and pleasure won't
You stand with me in your garden once more
All the labor although it be brick on brick
Stitch on stitch and earn to urn
A presence on the lift what this great
Ole nation was built on boy
Outlives the package everyday
Mama mama everyday