George Hamilton Iv Lunch Time Lyrics
THE LITTLE LUNCH BOX
Four years ago I was just
a hard workin' coal mining man.
I carried my lunch box to work every day.
And I carried it back home again.
One day down in shaft number nine,
I was diggin' that dirty black coal.
When my pick hit something and then I looked.
It was a vein of pure gold.
I dug out a good sized hunk,
lucky that I was alone.
For I put the gold in my own lunch box,
then I carried it home.
The nugget brought 4,000 clams.
So every day after lunch,
I took the box to my secret place,
and chipped out another hunk.
Well rour years ago I was just
a coal miner punchin' the clock.
But now I'm the owner and president.
Because of that little lunch box,
Because of that little lunch box.
Thanks to Jim Olson firstname.lastname@example.org for submitting Lunch Time Lyrics.