Life get's Don't it
Life Gets TeeJus Don't It?
The sun comes up and the sun goes down.
Hands on the clock they just keep going around.
I just get up and its time to lay down.
Life gets tee-jus don't it?
My shoes untied but I don't care.
I really ain't figuring on going anywhere.
I just have to wash and comb my hair,
And that's just wasted effort.
The water in the well its getting lower and lower
Can't take a bath for six month's more.
But I've heard it said and it's probably true,
That too much bathing it'll weakin' you.
I open the door and the flies swarm in.
I shut the door and I'm sweating again.
I move too fast and I crack my shin.
It's just one darn thing after another.
Old brown mule he must be sick.
Jabbed him in the rump with a stick.
He humped his back but he didn't kick.
Something cockeyed somewhere.
Mouse chauwing on the pantry door.
Fool's been at it for a month or more.
When he gets through he sure going to be sore.
There ain't a dang thing in there.
The cow's gone dry and the hens won't lay.
Fish quit biting last Saturday.
Troubles pile up day by day.
Now I'm getting dandruff.
Grief and misery, pains and woes,
Debts and taxes and so it goes.
Now it seems I'm getting a cold in the nose.
Life gets tasteless don't it?
Recorded by
Walter Brennan (1894-1974)
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2-10-2007