Lyrics:

I''ve been laying on my backLike a freight train off a trackTrying to find a job to fit my tradeWith the morning sun come ''roundWell I''ll be covering plenty of groundAnd I don''t need nobody to pay my aidMmmm pay my aidNow Bess and me were feeling badAnd all the good jobs they were hadI had to take to sweeping up some floorsWell I don''t mind that so muchOr the changing of my luckBut you know I could be doing so much moreBa ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba baBa ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba baBip bip bip bip bip bip bip bip bip bipWell I''ll be coming home tonightEverything will be all rightAnd we''ll be looking at tomorrow