HALLELUJAH I'M A BUM
Why don't you work like other folks do?
How the hell can I work when there's no work to do?
[ALTERNATE LAST LINES: How the hell can I work when the sky is so blue?
OR: How can I get a job when you're holding down two?]CHORUS:
Hallelujah, I'm a bum,
Hallelujah, bum again,
Hallelujah, give us a handout
To revive us again.Oh, why don't you save all the money you earn?
If I didn't eat, I'd have money to burn.Whenever I get all the money I earn,
The boss will be broke, and to work he must turn.Oh, I like my boss, he's a good friend of mine,
That's why I am starving out on the breadline.When springtime it comes, oh, won't we have fun;
We'll throw off our jobs, and go on the bum.
I can't buy a job 'cause I ain't got the dough,
So I ride in a boxcar 'cause I'm a hobo.I went to a bar and I asked for a drink,
They gave me a glass and they showed me the sink.
I went to a house,
And I knocked on the door;
A lady came out, says,
"You been here before."I went to a house,
And I asked for a piece of bread;
A lady came out, says,
"The baker is dead."
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