Oh why don’t I work
Like other men do?
How the heck can I work
When there’s no work to do?
Chorus:
Hal-le-lu-jah, I’m a bum,
Hal-le-lu-jah, I’m a bum
Hal-le-lu-jah, give a hand
To a well meaning man
I went to a house
And asked for a steak
But the lady said no
So I had to eat cake
(Chorus)
In winter I go
Down south where it’s hot
And my summer vacation
Is spent on a lot
(Chorus)
One day when I swore
I’d mend all my ways
I was sent off to jail
For to spend thirty days
(Chorus)
