Song Description
A working man laments his lot in life. He is anxious about the futility of working a 9 - 5 job.
| Song Length |
5:05 |
Genre |
Blues - Chicago, Blues - Rural |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Distressed, Troubled |
Subject |
Frustration, Capitalism |
| Similar Artists |
Muddy Waters, Leadbelly |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
At the end of the week
All I got to show
Is a couple greasy dollar bills
Where does the money go?
Workin' for a livin'
Aint nothin' but a joke
But as long as I got two dollars
You can't call me broke
My Boss sits up in his office
Smokin' a big fat cigar
While I can't even afford
To put no gasoline in my car
And my paycheck
Is just second hand smoke
But as long as I got two dollars
You can't call me broke
The money trickles in
And the bills flow out
If it did me any good
You know I would shout
Workin' for a livin'
Aint nothin' but a joke
But as long as I got two dollars
You can't call me broke