[Verse 1 Hazel Dickens] Hey, heyheyhey Got the early Monday morning working blues I put on my ragged, wornout working shoes Well, the weekend was too short, but I cant choose When the Lord made the working girl, he made the blues [PreChorus Hazel Dickens Alice Gerrard] Well, Im tired of working my life away And givin somebody else all of my pay While they get rich on the profits that I lose And leaving me here with the working girl blues [Chorus Hazel Dickens Alice Gerrard] Ideeohlayee, working girl blues! And I cant even afford a new pair of shoes While they can live in any ol penthouse they choose And all that Ive got is the working girl blues [Verse 2 Hazel Dickens Alice Gerrard] My boss said a raise is due most any day But, I wonder will my hair be all turned gray Before he turns that dollar loose and I get my dues? And lose a little bit of these working girl blues? [PreChorus Hazel Dickens Alice Gerrard] Well, said Im tired of working my life away And givin somebody else all of my pay While they get rich on the profits that I lose And leaving me here with the working girl blues [Chorus Hazel Dickens Alice Gerrard] Ideeohlayee, working girl blues! And I cant even afford a new pair of shoes While they can live in any ol penthouse they choose And all that Ive got is the working girl blues
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