Lyrics:

I've been laying on my back Like a freight train off a track Trying to find a job to fit my trade With the morning sun come 'round Well I'll be covering plenty of ground And I don't need nobody to pay my aid Mmmm pay my aid Now Bess and me were feeling bad And all the good jobs they were had I had to take to sweeping up some floors Well I don't mind that so much Or the changing of my luck But you know I could be doing so much more Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Bip bip bip bip bip bip bip bip bip bip Well I'll be coming home tonight Everything will be all right And we'll be looking at tomorrow