Song Description

An uptempo bar-room singalong about the joy of walking out of a dead end job and telling the boss where to go!

Lyrics

STICK YOUR ROTTEN JOB

Well I've been working in this bar since the day I turned eighteen
Pulling beers and washing up I keep the whole place clean
If they weren't so sad the wages that I'm on would be a joke
I work hard all week but still by Friday night I'm always broke

So stick your rotten job I've had enough as from today
You can keep your stinkin' job I didn't want it anyway
Well I thought they'd done away with the slave trade years ago
But the way they treat me round here, man, I swear you'd never know

Well the boss was on my back again today when I got in
With his shirt all hanging out and his breath stinkin' of gin
He called me a slob cos I was five minutes late
So I looked him in his bloodshot eyes and told him straight

You can stick your rotten job I've had enough as from today
You can keep your stinkin' job I didn't want it anyway
Well I thought they'd done away with the slave trade years ago
But the way they treat me round here, man, I swear you'd never know

So stick your rotten job I've had enough as from today
You can keep your stinkin' job I didn't want it anyway
Well I'm tired of being kicked around from pillar to post
So stick your rotten job where it hurts you most


Well I hope you find another fool who'll work the hours I did
For the buttons that you pay but I feel sorry for that kid
If he ain't got what it takes to stand up to you
And hang on to his pride just like I intend to do

Repeat chorus

Top 10 List	Rank
Country - Rockabilly	#9