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All Day And All NightI been working double shift all nightNow bees make honey, I'm making mine Good men are busy, all the time I been working double shift all night My line of work, oh it suits me fine Split that apple and chuck that rind Pull no wishbone, that ain't dry My line of work, oh it suits me fine Sweet you ramble, sweet you roll All through the bedrock of my soul I got more good luck than I'll ever use All day and all night like a mule Fat faced farmer, off'a my land Cross me twice, you'll understand Now me and Delia now we're more than friends Fat faced farmer, off'a my land See how high your monkey jumps Peel that fruit back, now gimme some Now let this evening do what it does See how high your monkey jumps I'm gearing up now to get small I do it big or don't do it at all Ain't got no baggage that I can't use All day and all night like a mule It's on back to work they say Now pull your hammer high and straight Lay your boards out and drag that rake Get on back to work they say Get what you got, return what you use Now tell me young man: whose dog are you? Got bigger secrets than you do All day and all night like a mule My line of work suits me fine My line of work suits me fine My line of work suits me fine My line of work |