Lyrics

I was glad to get the job the day my uncle Bob
Called and said he pulled a couple strings
Said your gonna love it here hell in 20 years
They'll probably have you running things
Well I showed up to work with my name on my shirt
Clocked on in and did what I was told
Held my nose to the grind, did my share of overtime
Let me tell you man its really getting old
Same ole shift, a different day
All day long its the same ole song
Enough to drive a man insane
Same ole shift, different day
Well I'm getting tired of this
Someday I'm gonna quit
And I ain't never never gonna miss this
Same old shift
Everyday that whistle blows and I head down to Joe's
Pop a top on a couple cold brews
Just to get a little time, let my mind unwind
'Cause tomorrow I'll be waking up to
The same ole shift, a different day
All day long its the same old song
Enough to drive a man insane
Same ole shift, different day
But I'm getting tired of this
Someday I'm gonna quit
And I ain't never never gonna miss this
Same old shift
Back it up, jack it up, pack it up, stack it up
And send it on down the line
When we get to the end start all over again
The story of my life
Same ole shift, different day
All day long its the same old song
Enough to drive a man insane
Same old shift, different day
Well I'm getting tired of this
Someday I'm gonna quit
And I ain't never never gonna miss this
Same ole shift
Well I'm getting tired of this
Someday I'm gonna quit
And I ain't never never gonna miss this
Same ole shift
Written by: Brice Long, Terry McBryde, William Michael Morgan
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