I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same Lyrics - Ely Joe



Review The Song (0)


I'm a working
On the line
Six days at a time
With a shovel and a spade
I'm digging for the shade
But I keep getting paid the same
1)
Been working for a man and he likes my style
The more I sweat the more he smiles
The more I sweat the deeper I get
He's driving this poor boy wild

I can't live no good on what I get paid
I know trouble's just a poor man's claim to fame
But the prices keep rising every day
And I keep getting paid the same
2)
I get up every mornin' 'bout half past six
Drink a pot a' coffee just to load a ton of bricks
Long about noon, I'm thinkin' that soon
You're gonna work this poor boy sick.

I can't buy beans on what I get paid
I was cooking biscuits when the bill collector came
And the prices keep rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the same
3)
I lay down my hammer when the whistle sounds
I bury my shovel in the deep deep ground
I run to my home to see my honey comb
When that evening sun goes down

I can't live to good on what I get paid
My roof's got a hole and It's looking like rain
And the prices keep rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the same







Please Click here to submit the Corrections of I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same Lyrics
Please Click Here to Print I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same Lyrics

The following area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same Lyrics.
Your Name:
(Important: Your name will be published if you input it)

Review for I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same Lyrics
------ Performed by Ely Joe

Please enter a title for your review:

------ 04/20/2014

Type your review in the space below: