We can [C] throw down our shovels and [G] go on the bum.
[C] The springtime has come and I’m [F] just out of jail
With-[C] -out any money, with-[G]-out any bail.
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[C] I like my boss, he’s a [F] good friend of mine.
[C] That’s why I’m standing here [G] in the bread line.
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I [C] went to a house and I [F] rapped on the door
A [C] lady comes out, says, “You’ve [G] been here before.”
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I [C] went to a house and I [F] asked for some bread
And the [C] lady says, “bum, bum, [G] the baker is dead”
[C] Why don’t you work like [F] other men do?
Now, [C] how can I work when there’s [G] no work to do?
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Why [C] don’t you save all the [F] money you earn?
If [C] I didn’t eat, I’d have [G] money to burn
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And [C] that is the reason I [G] am so hungry
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I [C] woke up one morning, [F] feeling just fine
[C] Got me a ride on the [G] Santa Fe line.
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Why [C] don’t you settle down and [F] get you a wife?
I’d [C] rather be a bum for the [G] rest of my life.
You’ll [C] never get happy by [G] workin’, I’ve found.
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If [C] I had a dollar, I’d [F] do as I please,
I’d [C] get me some powder for roaches and fleas.
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I’d [C] get me a box car and [F] fill it with cats,
And [C] never be bothered by toe-nibblin’ rats.
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Now [C] I went to college, but it [F] didn’t work out
The [C] things that I like they don’t teach you about.
Now [C] why don’t you work like some [F] other men do?
I’d [C] rather just sing, if it’s [G] all right with you.
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If [C] I had my way, I’d just [F] travel about,
And [C] sing for my supper when [G] I’m down and out.
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You [C] might get to heaven, but [F] don’t hold your breath,
We’ve [C] all heard you sing, and you [G] may starve to death.
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– SLOWING AT THE END