Lyrics:

I Was A Workshop Owner In The Gulch For The People
and I Offered Myself To The World
i Was A Workshop Owner
i Was A Workshop Owner

i Was A Diesel Fixer, Fixed A Diesel, Diesel Fixed Me
what A Weasel
and Baby Was A Workshop Owner
baby Was A Workshop Owner

baby And Me Were Ripe For The Pickin'
that Was The Day We Ran Into Albert Flasher

it Was A Cold, Snowy, Rainy Afternoon
and We Were Sittin' There In High School, My School
and Michael Was A Moonbeam Maker
and Michael Was A Moonbeam Maker

i Was A Diesel Fixer, Fixed A Diesel, Diesel Fixed Me
what A Weasel, Oh No
baby Was A Workshop Owner
baby Was A Workshop Owner

baby And Me Were Ripe For The Pickin'
that Was The Day We Ran Into Albert Flasher

i Was A Workshop Owner In The Gulch For The People
and I Offered Myself To The World
i Was A Workshop Owner
i Was A Workshop Owner
i Was A Workshop Owner