Working Girl Blues

Hey, hey-hey-hey

Got the early Monday morning working blues

I put on my ragged, worn-out working shoes

Well, the weekend was too short, but I can't choose

When the Lord made the working girl, he made the blues

Well, I'm 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

I-dee-oh-lay-ee, working girl blues!

And I can't even afford a new pair of shoes

While they can live in any ol' penthouse they choose

And all that I've got is the working girl blues

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?

Well, said I'm 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

I-dee-oh-lay-ee, working girl blues!

And I can't even afford a new pair of shoes

While they can live in any ol' penthouse they choose

And all that I've got is the working girl blues