While we are on the subject of hard I just wanted to say you that, "I was a man who likes hard work" I was born and I worked my way up by hard work I ever got no where, but I got there by hard work
Work of the hardest kind I been and I been out I disgusted I been busted and I couldn't be trusted I worked my way up and I worked my way I been drunk and I been sober, I baptized and got hijacked I been robbed for cash and I robbed on a credit
Worked my way in and I worked my way outta jail Woke up a lot of mornin's, didn't know I was at The hardest work I ever was, when I was tryin' To get myself a worried woman to help my worried mind
I'm gonna ya just how much work I had to do To get this I was tellin' you about, I shook hands With ninety seven of her and her blood relatives And I just the same with eighty six people Who's just her and her neighbors
I seventy three babies and put dry pants On thirty four of em', well as others done this same several times Well there are a lot of other just like this I held one hundred twenty five horses And put saddles and bridles on more than
Harnessed some of the and wildest teams in that whole country' I rode loco broncos to a stand still And I let forty two dogs lick me all over seven times I's bit by hungry and I was chewed all to pieces My water moccasins and on two river bottoms
I chopped and carried hundred fourteen arm loads Of stove wood, one hundred nine of coal Carried a gallon of eighteen miles over the mountains Got lost, lost a good pair of in a mud hole And I chopped and weeded forty eight rows of cotton
acres of bad corn, I cut the sticker weeds Out of eleven yards, all on account of 'cause I wanted to show her that I was a man and I to work I cleaned out nine barn lofts, cranked thirty one All makes and models, three cars out of mud holes And four or five out of snow
I dug five of water for some of her friends Run all of errands, played the fiddle for nine Church meetin's I Joined eleven denominations I joined up and signed up with seven trade unions I could find, I paid my wages, a, dues six in advance
I forty eight miles of swamps and six big rivers across two ranges of mountains Crossed deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria, blue Moonstruck, bit, poison ivy and the seven year itch And the staggers, I was give up for less, lost and dead
A of times struck by lightning, struck by Congress Struck by and kinfolks eell as by three cars on highways A lot of in people's hen houses, I been hit and run down Run over and walked on around, I'm just sittin' here Now tryin' to study up what I can do to show that women That I still ain't of hard work